At Poets United: I Wish I'd Written This I had an epiphany after reading a Charles Bukowski poem. I realized sometimes I force my writing, rarely with good results but mostly I would write an uninspired jumble of words that sometimes made sense and sometimes rhymed. Many were pieces I had thrown together for the guidelines and not something I felt from the heart. People left kind comments and encouraged me to continue to write by complimenting my deep messages there merely by accident.
I may simply be an example of an Insecure Writer but I don't think so. Unless my writing is like Bukowski said "...when it is truly time, and if you have been chosen, it will do it by itself and it will keep on doing it until you die or it dies in you." I have had those moments but not every time I write.
So I continue from here and see what happens.
