I have been questioning my writing style lately, which is really just my opinion but it is also more often than not what’s going on in my life. Not all writers express their true life through their written word, it depends on what type of writing you do. Musicians write lyrics that we can all relate to at some point in our lives, romance novelists take us away from our day to day to live in bliss for a moment suspended in time, bloggers write about what interests them and the list goes on.
I wear my heart on my sleeve and if you look at most of my posts, they reflect just that. Sometimes you may have to read between the lines, I certainly wouldn’t throw anyone under the bus but lately I’ve been seriously considering changing how open I have become. Too late? Better late than never? hmmmm. My quandary!
I’ve been on my own for awhile now, and have considered my writing therapeutic in the process. I have always had plenty of time between relationships in my past and believe its necessary to redefine who you have become before you put yourself back out there. I have recognized some profound changes in who I am and what I think of myself. That alone I think has been worth it!
When you meet someone who you find intriguing, you naturally want to savour the process and take things slow in getting to know each other. Unless of course it’s just about sex, then who really cares about their opinion on…anything! (I’ve not met that guy yet! lol) You don’t just want to put everything out there in one big pile. That is one of the best parts of meeting someone, letting a little bit out each time you’re together. The anticipation of making you wait elevates the excitement!
When I meet someone new the conversation eventually leads to “What do you do?” I suppose I could leave out the blogger part and just divulge that I am a ‘Silpada Rep’ but more often than not without even thinking Tara Cronica rolls off my tongue and I can’t get it back. Too much information is not always a good thing when you want to date someone.
When I started the whole writing process I decided to be an open book with my life, I had nothing to lose. It felt right. Say it out loud and hope for the best! That all seemed fine and dandy when I didn’t care what anyone in particular thought of me, not that I reeeeeally care now but 10% of me kinda does.
Tara Cronica has been my therapeutic outlet, like running but with words. I write, or run, chew on the words or thoughts for a while to be sure their mine, and I usually come up with a solution to my quandary! My solution this time…continue being true to myself, use my authentic voice to share my opinions and thoughts about life and love, don’t create circumstances that go against myself and be open to change.