Facebook Status Update: April 12, 2017 at 12:11 am It's been too long I think. Maybe it's time I just put myself out there. Heh. We'll see.
It’s not too cryptic; it gets to the point. I’ve isolated myself for far too long, and I’m beginning to feel the urge again. You know the urge. I’m sure we all get some form of the urge at some point. The incredible itch that cannot be scratched. At least not scratched alone. But in the last few months, I’ve allowed my walls to crumble. And exposing my raw, emotional self to a live audience left me yearning for more.
Whenever someone asked me if I write, I talked in past tense. I wrote. I performed in front of live audiences. I talked to friends about my work. And added, “These days I’m more content on helping others find their voices on stage than lend my own.” And maybe it was true when I typed those e-mails or responded to that familiar stranger when approached. But as I type this, as I read Lessons in Love & Loss Pt. 1 and Inspired by a poem I watched performed on YouTube, it became one of my greatest fictions.
So it’s time I returned to my familiars, my pen and paper. It’s time that I clear my throat. Time to put myself out there again. To expose myself like a nerve. To stand up in front of the mic and make the world my confessional.
Chapin City Blues 