How I arrived at this challenge:
It feels good to get things out of my head and onto paper. Because it’s a private act; only I am seeing what I’m writing in that moment. And it feels good to have ink flow out of a pen. Applying pressure to a surface. Watching the ink flow is most satisfying when the ink trail is rich and even. No smudges. No empty white lines or fading out. And the idea of seeing a thought written down.
It feels less good to get things out of my head and onto a screen. It’s too effortless to type and delete. Then hit CTRL+Z. Endlessly. It’s too easy to edit. Remember pencil erasers? With a computer, thoughts are written down as fast as you have them, leaving less time to consider the message, time that was baked into the process of writing by hand.
It feels scary to get things out of my head and onto the internet. Why share my writing online?
What if someone sees? Do I want people to see?
Do I want to grow a following? What the hell does that even mean?
Am I doing this to keep a record of my life?
To keep in touch with myself?
Despite all this, it is important for me to get things out of my head and into the world. I struggle with picking a medium. Maybe it’s using words in paintings. Maybe it’s writing letters again.
Maybe it’s writing more often.