Hello!
It's been a while since my last weekly email, and though no one expects me to send out my writings, nor do I wish to flatter myself into thinking people want them, I want to thank you for being a part of my writing journey. I write because it feels good. I write because it helps me comprehend life more and helps me understand myself better. And after taking a month off from my regular writing, I realized a few things -
As a child, I didn't care much for reading. I was the kid that faked my summer book log at the public library to keep up with the smart kids in hopes of winning some prize. But around the time I turned 12, I became a bookworm. And coincidentally, my love of reading began around the same time I entered middle school. This is also when I developed anxiety and experienced the typical stressors of a pre-teen surrounded by other confused pre-pubescent kids trying to figure out who they were.
I found reading to be a quiet escape, something totally engrossing, giving me a break from the constant chatter happening inside and outside my head. Though I didn't understand then, I know now that there is magic in written words. There is healing in the spaces between. With words, there's room. There is room to breathe, to wonder, to interpret, to inquire, to re-read, to question, to ponder, as well as room to feel and imagine. Written words can be interpreted and understood in so many ways, and it's from this range that we have room to grow and learn for ourselves because the thought is only partially complete. There is still room for you to read the words from your own perspective and add your own inflections, connotations, and enchantment.
It wasn't until a few years ago that I began exploring writing for pleasure, and in doing so, I began to learn about myself. (Something I highly encourage - if there is a hobby or activity you find pleasurable, no matter how strange or annoyingly common and cliche it seems, do it. There's a reason it's calling you!) Writing has become a valuable tool for emptying my busy brain from a never-ending plethora of thoughts (and often worries) and a way to comprehend emotions tucked away and stored deep in my subconscious, or more often stored throughout my body. It's also been an incredible way to share my thoughts on life more succinctly than my mouth would allow. And more recently, I have found that writing can be a fun way to get to know others through conversation and interviews. So, though I am still figuring out where this may take me, I want to thank you for joining me. I cannot promise my writings will always spark your interest, but I can promise my writings will always remain authentic. I will never pretend to be perfect or to have it all figured out because we all know that will never be true (for anyone). But that's where the magic happens, in the learning, exploring, and living of life. And I hope to capture some of that magic through my words.
With Love,
Mallory
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