In the days after publishing 31 poems, one each day of December, I find myself feeling… curious. This is a problem when you share your work on a blog using Social media. I think a lot of people read the abbreviated posts on the various sites and saw the poem images and never actually clicked through. I have no idea how broad my actual audience is.
Ultimately, it’s not about the wider audience… it’s about the audience in my own head. The inner critic, the doubting TimGee, the perfectionist, the Jerk who lives way in the back corner of my skull shouting profanities at me during the quietest of moments of contemplation and creativity. Today, the private audience is pleased, except the jerk… He is never pleased, but he is calm. I think just meeting the challenge of writing every day is enough to keep me writing.
Thinking back on the poems, there are none that I really dislike. Some were probably not awesome with 100% passion poured into them, but none of them were utterly devoid of life. I think you can see my humor, my sarcasm, perhaps a shade of melancholy, loneliness, wonder, joy and maybe even inspiration. I think you can get an idea that I don’t take myself too seriously. Perhaps a poem resonated with you? Maybe you wrote one of your own? If you smiled or read with a spark of joy… I’m delighted Although even if no one read the poems… I am happy. I finished the challenge. I set my mind to a task and completed it. That is a win, and I needed a win.
Thanks for reading if you did, or are, or will… I appreciate your comments and likes. 😉
Going forward, this blog was never intended to be a ‘niche’ blog, but rather a rambling stroll through my busy and cluttered mind. If you are following I hope you will be pleasantly surprised regularly, and if you are just joining me… welcome aboard matey!