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The C-word

Lately  my blog views have increased, hundreds actually. Pretty good right, you would think I wouldn't ghost for 3 months but I'm nothing if not surprising 🙂.

Any way so as much as I have been off and a lot of you might not know that Bts I've been learning and growing. I had blocks this summer like the whole summer, I got so busy I didn't have the strength to think anymore every thing was on remote control. Click right, left and all. And I started talking a ton of writers, bloggers, musicians, teens. You know getting the scope on all ends.

We find it really hard to be creative because creativity is uncomfortable for some people.
Creativity has been called inappropriate, wrong,  different, weird. When all in all its just you being you, that's what it's about.

For a few years, there was a box I was in, I had a list of things I couldn't write about or be creative about, things that might cause controversies, make people uncomfortable. JK Rowling, the Bronte sisters, Louisa May Alcott, Mary Ann Evans amongst other women couldn't write with their real names cause it made people uncomfortable, made them ask, why are women so educated that they can write. It might make some people uncomfortable but If ou feel the need to write something or draw something or paint something, if you feel it in your heart you should do it.

I'm not the same way I write, writing has always been an escape, I don't even look like I know as much as I do. I'm always laughing, smiling a giant ball of energy and sunshine but I've always written even when I wasn't writing I was always creating.

From what I've seen and observed everyone has their own boxes built around them so sometimes they try to build it around another person and make them doubt themselves.

Art is the most off the charts way of self expression, but it's always always the most true.

Before I end I just remembered that
Sylvia Plath wrote
"The worst enemy of creativity is self-doubt".

So be yourself and express yourself.

PS I'm sorry I've been off but I will try to be on now. I have a lot of things to share.

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