Having Fun Yet?
I never realized how precious I was being about my writing
Until I started posting it.
I find myself thinking stupid stuff:
“If I post this, I can’t get it published.”
As if that’s something I’m likely to do
“If I post this, I can never use this idea again.”
Dear god, ideas are cheap
And recyclable.
“They won’t like this one.”
They’re free to react as they please
I’ll survive it.
They’re just excuses to be fearful.
Hiding your writing is no fun
Just like hiding your drawings is no fun.
And it should be fun
If it’s not fun
Then why the hell are you doing it?
Lately I’ve been working on finding the fun
In my art, in my writings
If I’m not having fun, I’m blocked.
The blog has also taught me that if I am having fun
I get better without even realizing it.
But I love saddling my fun carefree creations
With heavy responsibility
Like a disappointed parent
I crush them before they’re even formed
With the things that I hope they will do for me.
Fresh Hell 
Fear of posting is not fun, but posting can be fun, and just keep plodding away and the fun does come. Just “Like a disappointed parent”, your posting will grow up before your own eyes….
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Oh, it’s loads of fun. I just have to keep reminding myself that nothing I write matters, and then it’s fun again. I’ve learned to buck the fear of judgment pretty well but that’s only one thing. There are so many other things left to get over, haha
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Most what immediately struck me about this poem is how much the philosophy of writing for fun is exactly like my own. That’s what I’m in it for.
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We must max out the fun in our lives! It’s an underrated virtue 😀
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