At the end of writing, I look back at what I published, and am able to envision with others the heart and the experiences of the writer. The reward is wanting to connect with the writer and comment to the post as if I were a follower of my own writing (I really enjoy reading and writing).
How therapeutic is the journey of writing? During the process, I began to see how all the negatives of what I'm saying become positive. When I was a little girl, I use to have a problem with anger. To keep from being disrespectful to anyone, instead of performing the wrath of Danielle on them, I would grab a pencil and a piece of paper and write about everything: what they did, how it made me feel, and what I wanted done to them. By the end of the writing, I felt better because I was able to get everything I felt out on paper instead of the person(s) that caused the anger. For more of this story click here.
Once I sit at the computer at night, I began writing as if it were a full-time job. Gratifying as it is, it never feels as if it is a job, but a love I can't wait to come home to from work at night. I am reminded of how great it is to be able to get involved with something I enjoy so much. It is because of this I always say, "Much love, Granny" at the end of every post.
As I embark on the next career of my life, writing appears to be the one thing I really want to do (other than motivational speaking). Be that as it may, there is so much to prepare for my next career move: school, managing blogs, learning how to publish, etc... So I'll end this post with - until next time, good-night.