Cure for Writer’s Block
The random creation of a WordPress account was the first sign that my writer’s block may have been cured. For years, it seems, I have flooded both MySpace and Livejournal with what I believe is the greatest literary disappointment since Dan Brown wrote Deception Point back in 2001. What concerns me the most about blogging these days is that it has turned into, in most cases, the mindless rantings of poorly educated adolescent children. One thing should be made clear, I am not opposed to children, especially the hormone-based writings of these children. I am only opposed to poorly educated people and those who waste my time with frequent reminders regarding the low-quality of their life. If there is to be a discussion of one’s “sucky life”, I would at least prefer to have it wrapped up in some explanation of why and perhaps a discussion of how this may impact them in the long run. This is an easy trap to fall into, as I have demonstrated for years myself.
I’m 23, gay, white, and male and I live in Kentucky. Is that not self-explanatory? Nevertheless, while my readers may have something in common with that description, what value does my writing have to them if there is not some point where they can relate?
I’m in love. Well that’s nice, one might respond, but perhaps I could fill a few minutes of my reader’s time with some insight into that emotion and why I felt it so necessary to share. For starters, he’s 22 and I met him in the most unlikely of places — an online dating site. I know what people think about those places and they are absolutely right. Online dating sites are mere meat markets, never a good place for serial monogamists but, instead, a place where one might go if being a serial monogamist doesn’t fulfill all one’s more carnal needs. I seem to have found the diamond in the rough while searching for what I shouldn’t have been seeking. That was almost 2 years ago.
The other details are merely facts, there to explain the origin of my line of thought or, at least, describe my background. I was raised in Charleston, SC and moved to Kentucky to be near the rest of my family while completing my undergraduate linguistics degree. I’m the product of a Lutheran church and a Southern home mixed with more recent yankee and secular influences. When I grow up, I want to teach linguistics and spend my free time surfing, playing with my golden lab (which I have yet to purchase), or cuddling by the fire with my husband (whom I have yet to marry.)
I have plenty of time to touch all these subjects in future entries so I’m off to bed for the night.
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