But Who Are You Really Writing To?
As a full time brand strategist in my past life and a part time one in my make-ends-meet life, I'm often asked by fellow creatives who it is that I'm actually talking to; who this blog is for.
Well as most writers will tell you, first, it's for me. I write to make sense of the world. Anything live? I'm mush. My thoughts come out naturally as gibberish. Seeing them on a page helps me mix and match them until they come together in something resembling a sentence. Sometimes they're worth reading. Sometimes they're not. I do my best to save you the good stuff.
Which brings me to my next point. Second, of course, this space is for you. Yes, you. It's for the commuters, the early risers, the skimmers, the curious, the confused and the deep thinkers. Whoever you are, wherever you are, if a story strikes you...it belongs to you.
I'm a firm believer that every story is two sided. There is one half, of course, that belongs to the writer—the words on the page, so to speak. The other half belongs to the reader—the places you go, the people you see, the world you sense as a result of those words. In fact, one cannot exist without the other. If there is no writer, the story does not exist. If there is no reader, the story can never come alive.
So I suppose, this is my thank you note to you. Thank you for being here. Thank you for taking the time mull over my words or, at the very least, give them a passing thought. Most importantly, thank you for helping my stories live beyond the page. What I do is not possible without you.