Writing has been and always will be very important to me. Not only as a place to relieve my own stress, my own anxieties and inner qualms, but also as a place to connect with others. A place to make others feel less alone.
Writing is a muscle. It cannot sustain its strength without repetitive use. It can also fall stagnant and wither if used repetitively too often or in the wrong way, just like all our other muscles. Staying with ten pound dumbbells while you bicep curl will help you build up strength, sure, but after too long, it’s going to start doing the opposite.
This is why I’m creating my substack. To create habits, but to provide myself a space for improvement, as well. All while doing a service to my own mental health and hoping to do the same for others.
I’d like to discuss the craft of writing.
There is the technical: the grammar, the formatting, the sentence structures, points of views, page length.
There is also the creative: combining genres and styles, zooming in on commonalities across literature, cultural values, global understanding of the home, of relationships, bringing new mediums into play, going outside of the box (drawing off the page and onto the countertop, the walls, the ceilings, the artwork hanging above your grandmother’s fireplace).
I’d like this to be a space where we can connect, as reader, writers, lovers of words. I encourage discussion, disagreement, new points of view.
I will be posting here weekly. Each Sunday.
As substack says, this is my playground.
It's almost Sunday. What are you gonna write about next? Sensorium? PLEEEEESE