A writer is dear and necessary for us only in the measure of which she reveals to us the inner workings of her very soul. — Leo Tolstoy (pronouns changed)
Tolstoy’s regard for the writer inspires me. Especially the idea that confession is crucial to a writer’s impact on others. I didn’t find it when I first began writing, but I identified with it because I can promise you that I offer up myself in everything that I write.
Writing is renewing and life-giving for me and alternatively helps me to figure out what I think. What I write about is unpredictable and often surprises me.
This blog is a journey that I have been on for thirteen years to find hope in a darkness that clouds my eyes.
Some have said that I speak recklessly at times and through a particular situation hurt them. But I have spent childhood and my twenties “holding my tongue” being controlled by my father. I had no idea what I thought, or felt, much less was I able to express it. So, if I err on the side of too much truth, that’s why. But I have hurt others with my words over the years and I regret causing pain. I hope to dance on the wire of truth, but it is a difficult balancing act.
Thank you for reading.
Leo Nikolaevich Tolstoy was a Russian moral thinker, novelist and philosopher, who greatly influenced Russian literature and politics. He lived from 1828-1910.