I spent tonight writing an article for one of the mixed media magazines. It's supposed to be a 1000 words and I've got 800 with only the intro and tools and materials list. It's so easy for me to write. I can go on and on and in fact when I write a blog post I end up editing out half of it before I click publish. You don't want to read that much. Trust me. Sometimes though I finish a post and in reading it found I was sharing something I didn't feel comfortable sharing. Sometimes I'm just not ready. Sometimes the story I'm telling isn't my own to tell. So I edit.
Sometimes though I'll finish a post and publish without changing a thing. Those posts pour out of me direct from my heart. I'm so excited or determined to share something I believe with you. Some message I know some of you will read and relate to. I love getting your e-mails and comments that tell me a little of how a particular post really hit home with you today. It's truly a wonderful venue. I love being able to write something and know that within moments of clicking "publish" anyone from as far as Sweden or Malaysia or Australia can read that message. I can't control who reads these posts, but I trust that when I write something heartfelt that the right people will be reading that day or will later stumble upon it just when they needed it's message the most.
I love writing all the other types of posts too. The one's I write on days I feel clever or humorous. The posts I write that just tell you where I'm at and wonder if any of you are there too. I especially love hearing you encourage others in your comments or being SO SO sweet and encouraging me. Thank you for that generosity. I have to admit that when I started this blog it was to begin building a group that I could later tell about my book. But you've become so much more. So what began as a simple post about editing has become a letter to you, reader, and will end with my thanks to you. Thank you for reading. I appreciate it so very very much.