I have something to confess and then something to say.
I started this blog because I wanted my words to be active, I no longer wanted them to be limited to the journey from my pen to my paper. I wanted them to fly. I wanted them to inspire. But I wanted to make a commitment that I would make a new post each day, and I did, until all of my already written poems dried up, then I was left with a little dilemma, you see, if I had nothing to post I would break my commitment. So I started a new commitment to write something new each day, whether it be a poem or a short story, I could then use that and post it that evening. Then i had a new dilemma: with school and homework and projects and tests I am quite occupied, and even though an idea for a poem comes up at any time of the day, most days i don’t actually have time to write that idea down or to form a poem or story of it. Thus I had to make quick work of my poems and rambled most nights(that is when I write my poems. Ether then or in Afrikaans period because the teacher is always rambling about some character in Die Potlooddief en die Engel or Breek), and I have also realised that the poems that I do take time with- or at least ask someone to proofread- have been receiving less likes than my previous work.
So I had a moment of sadness, that passed swiftly, and then I had a moment of thought and got angry with myself, I thought: “Daniëlle, what on earth are you doing? What are you turning this into? Since when have trying to inspire people turned into trying to impress people?”
And then I thought: “Well isn’t that what happens with all things after a while? Do we not feed on the acceptance of others? ”
If this is true, what has this world come to? And if it is untrue, what has my world come to?
So I am officially uncommitting (that’s not even a word but eh you know what I mean) to posting every day, and committing to posting when I have something written, not for my blog but for me and my personal poem collection.
I will no longer live or WRITE to impress, and I encourage you not to ether. The only person you ever have to impress loved you so much that He gave his only son so that He can have a relationship with you (now THAT is what I call a love story), so do not be bothered with what this world thinks, for you are not of this world.
PS. thank you for all of your support.