Not my Real Name

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

too negative?

So I shared my writing. I gave it a shot. I printed out that last post and gave it to someone to read and see what she thought. I am trying to share more. Fuck, I'm reading a Michelle Tea book, how do I not feel shamed while calling myself a writer and never sharing my writing? She makes a zine out of every interaction she's ever had. Which is cool. And scary. Sometimes I wonder how this possible-Counseling-Psych-grad-degree is going to reconcile with my writing. Counseling Psych = more boundaries than you've ever wanted, and writing = sharing everything of yours and therefore everyone else's, a clear lack of boundaries.

I don't know. I have to go now. But the feedback I got on my writing was that it talked a lot about pain and hurt. It seemed like she wanted to come back and check in on me in a couple hours. Like, like my writing was a call for help or something. But that's just how I write. That's just how I feel.

Maybe that's why I don't share it. It is how I feel. It is negative.

It's hard to say "I feel. Negatively."

I'm out.

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