There are many articles and books that I have read where I have thought, I really wish I could write like that. Even down to the latest issue of country walking, I’m only on page eleven and the author of the article is waxing lyrical about the waves of flowers he is seeing.
I sometimes think that my writing is dry. I think that whilst I know the words, my brain for some reason lacks the emotional feeling to express those words in a way that makes pleasing reading. Which is frustrating. Can I learn to write like that? Is it back to the creative writing?
I have taken the header picture of the wild patch in our garden, which this year is dominated by daisies. The plan was to make an attempt to write about the daisies, and as nice as they are, they don’t really inspire me. Of course, that begs the question what does?
Yeah, I’m thinking about that there are definitely things that cause me a lot of pleasure; Seeing a lovely night sky, the birds in the garden, rough weather, all sorts of things. So it’s back to the brain again.
I was going to write about me being embarrassed about making a fool of myself by trying to write emotively in public, but of course, I don’t have to.