It’s late night and I always seem to put together a blog post right before I go to bed. Heh, I need to change some habits it seems. I’ve been thinking about everything that is going on right now in the world. We still have a pandemic and protesting on top of it. Take a look of ratio to those protesting now to those protesting for the states to reopen, I think you might start getting an understanding of what matters and to who.
I was planning on writing a blog to talk about the amount of fun and the self realizations I had this past weekend at the Nebula awards. That can wait.
I wanted to talk about a “quest” that was given to a friend, and the reward that she will receive. It’s really kind of neat, but this to will wait.
I am so unhappy with the way the world is, and why it’s like this. We need to care for each other, have empathy, and stop the brutality.
I would like to be more elegant and write something that goes into depth and meaning to show how much this is hurting us all. But I am a level 30-something human, while only being a level 1-2 writer. There are writers that have been strining words and emotin togethor longer then I’ve breathed.
Each writer before me, each one, has imbued emotion, politics, and ways of life into their works. To make a difference and show a point of view different then your own. It’s from reading and creating that we learn to be empathetic to others. Point blank, it’s how we learn.
I will write today, I will write tomorrow, and I will keep writing so that I can level up and be able to share stories that will help, will heal, and will make others think. We need to be better, all of us can so much more to be better.
Disclaimer/edit – I wrote this at the end of the day. My internal editor was already asleep, so I’ll keep the misspelled words and bad grammar, using them as a benchmark.
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