I Want To Be A Writer

I want to be a writer.  And I don’t just mean that I want to write, I want to have an impact on people.  I want my words to move mountains and carve valleys.  I don’t just want to be read, I want to be heard.  I want my writing to matter.

I want my words to make you feel something, anything.  Something special, something meaningful, something important.  I want to sweep you off of your feet and leave you speechless.  I want to take you on journeys to faraway lands where the sky is blue and the sea is green.  To places where you redefine your reality and rethink what you want out of life.

I want to write something that makes you think.  Something that takes your current beliefs and makes you question their validity.  Something that opens your mind to more possibilities than what you already know.  I want to break the barrier of ignorance and arrogance.

I want my thoughts plastered over the internet, over the world.  I want to reach villages that just got their first computers, and I want to make them happy.  If I can make someone across the globe smile because of something I've written, I can wake up with a smile on my own face as well.  I want people to be happy.

But I really just want to write.  I have all of these thoughts inside of my head, and I want to get them out.  On to paper, on to the web.  Into your head.  I want to express myself, and I want to put it out there for anyone to read.  For anyone to admire.  For anyone to hate.  I want be more than just a binge writer during November.

So, I made a blog.