I promise this is not another lackadaisical post where I just write a few sentences, post a picture I took randomly somewhere at some time and then hand off the baton to the next day. This is a post about how I actually surprise myself sometimes. I love poetry and I love reading books and most of all, I love writing both, but I often get down on myself for not being able to come up with a good blog post... I wrote this blog, under 'Shellymarie's Thoughts' (my first attempt at blogging), six and a half years ago. It's clear that I wasn't just writing to meet a challenge, I was sharing a part of me that doesn't see the light of day often enough, and should. This may not be the most fascinating post you read, but for me it is a journey back into my brain when I just sat down at the keyboard, didn't care what someone thought about my writing, or what I was thinking, and just shared a random thought that crossed my mind thanks to a book...
We all have a voice that has something to say.