Last week I had two different people tell me in person how much they enjoy stopping by my blog. When I ask why, the only answers I had were that it was my writing. My way of writing. I suppose us writers would call that voice, right? I also found myself completely shocked each time. Even though one of those people was my mother. *Hi mom!*
Don't get me wrong, no one has ever told me that my writing is horrible. I made good grades in school with any writing assignment and I even had a wonderful seventh grade teacher, Mrs. Powers, who really pushed me to write as a living.
But it's still surprising each time someone tells me that they enjoy my writing. Especially when it's not a manuscript, but a blog of random thoughts, wistful dreams and my own stumbling journey into the publishing aspect of writing. Not only is it surprising, though. It is incredibly uplifting to hear that your writing is touching a person. If it's to create a smile, a question or even a tear; I'm honored to have written it.
So, to all of my writer friends that are slogging through this writing journey-do not despair. Even your simplest words can touch the person who is reading.
Do you find yourself surprised when you hear about how your writing is enjoyed by another?