Saturday, May 22, 2010

Finding My Own Voice

Funny title. Do I have my own voice? If I don't, then whose voice do I have, or do I have a voice at all? Scary thought. Maybe that is why I stopped writing. I lost my voice. What I do have is a steady droning deep down in the pit of my stomach that just won't go away. A interesting point is that when I stopped writing, I stopped talking. I have never been much of a talker. My brain just doesn't work that way. My thoughts get all tied up with my tongue. I was born the youngest of a family of five children and I was the only girl. While growing up, no one around me thought I had anyhing interesting to say, so I didn't talk much. I did sit around and daydream quite a bit. My Mother was grateful because I was so quiet. I think all of those hours of daydreaming have finally caught up with me. I have got to do something with all of these dreams in my head. My problem is that I don't know where to begin and shouldn't I be doing something more useful like working a third job, tending a garden or taking in stray animals. I have got to work this out. I hope I can eventually get my voice back or atleast be able to write it, read it and recognize it as my own.


  1. I like this post..very honest. I feel this way at times. Writing seems so much easier than talking because you write it and let it go. Once you write or post something there is no taking it back and that can be comforting. Wow, youngest of 5...I am the 2nd of 8!

  2. I liked this too! I am a much better writer vs talker and I get nervous most times, when talking to people. Most people dont realize how shy I really am.
    Give your dreams a chance, they are what life is all about!

  3. Thank you both for your support. It really means alot!