IWSG (I'm going to stop trying to be clever with the title)

Welcome, welcome to my craziness! I guess we're all crazy in some way or we wouldn't do this to ourselves.

Anyway, I've made a discovery. Many years ago I was a solitary writer. I even turned down an invitation to a writers group because I didn't need it. Yes, you can laugh. But I was a solitary writer. Writing was the thing I did for me, and

I'm alone here
in my room
with the music
in my head
and my feet
move silent
to the beat
of the drum
that I hear
in my head
in my room
when I'm alone

In the last seven years (apx) I've kept that image of myself as this solitary person who needs people from time to time. But last week I had an epiphany.

That's no longer me, if it ever was. I'm not sure. I realized that the reason my creative mind has been suffering is that I need that interaction in order to feed it. I need people, and strangely enough the internet is no longer enough to fill that need.

My writing group last week clinched it. I am a solid introvert, but my creative mind needs people and interaction and communication in order to function at its best. Social situations are hard for me--I often come home and crash--but part of me needs that interaction.

I came home and crashed, yes, but I felt better and my writing flows better because of the interaction with others who share my obsession. It's like I'm two people--an introvert and an extrovert, with all the problems and none of the benefits of either. :)

Maybe.

Happy writing!