Day 7 : Let social media inspire you

“Why is writing so much harder for me than it is for everybody else?”– every novelist ever, secretly to themselves, all the time.

I felt this quote on a spiritual. Seriously, I have the hardest time balancing motherhood and writing. I’ve been writing for a few years now and I’ve only been a mother for a little over a year 15 months to be exact and as you can see I’ve missed a few of the writing assignments which I will catch back up on. But for me it’s just about finding the time for me to really focus and push out some good writing. I feel less of a writer when I’m not ever able to write everyday. Time management has always been difficult for me but I promise I will get the hang of it!

Day Two: Things I wish

Things I wish….. Ahhhh! What are some of the things I wish?

I wish that the world wasn’t such a violent place. (cliche at its finest but honestly it is the truth) I wish that everyone could get a long and love one another.

I wish that there weren’t things in this world that divided us from one another such as; race, class systems, religion, celebrity, and the regular people.

I wish that there wasn’t an us or them.

I wish that love wasn’t so complicated.

I wish that things could go back to the way that they used to be.

I wish that social media didn’t exist because it makes it harder for us to really live out our lives because we’re constantly behind our phones. Why do we want everyone to see what we are doing at all times.

I wish that I could be a kid again.

I wish that I wasn’t such a hopeless romantic.

I wish that I didn’t care what others thought of me.

I wish that adults knew how to embrace their inner child more.

I wish that we weren’t forced at a certain age to grow up and get all serious.

I wish that he would look at me the way he used to.

I wish that life could get easier (sometimes) I enjoy a challenge it makes life more worthwhile.

I wish that my heart wasn’t breaking.

Why do I write?

Why do I write? I write because it helps me whenever I am feeling out of the sorts. I write because whenever nothing in my waking life makes sense I can make my own world of words make sense.  I write to escape the chaos in the world. I write because I love to go back and look at my writing years later to see how I have evolved. I write because I eventually want to write that novel that I fantasize about from time to time. I write because I want to inspire people the same way M.K. Asante, James Balwin, Paulo Cohelo, and Albert Camus inspired me. Words are so powerful so potent so beautiful how could I not want to be apart of something so beautiful. With writing I can create my own world and anything I want to happen can happen there. And these are the reasons that I write and will continue to write.