by Wendy McCance
I write to tell a story. I write to let my soul loose. I write because I have to. I write to tell my truth. I write to release my emotions and shed a tear or two. I write to leave my legacy before my thoughts dilute.
All I’ve ever wanted was to learn and live and love. I wished for peace to surround me but there was little peace to come. So I began writing my thoughts out to purge away the fears and vanquish all bad memories to a page not so near.
I hoped to share some insight and help some others out. Maybe gain a little wisdom and an occasional shout out. I never looked for much, just wanted to get my feelings out. I am a writer because I feel deeply about the things I write about.
People have their passions those things they live their days for. My life is as an examiner looking for fascination behind the door. I hope to see a miracle or two before my life runs out. I live my life as a writer, looking for magic left about. I’ll take that magic and change my ending and rearrange where I begin. I’ll rewrite my story no longer cut short, but with a happily ever after thrown in.
Wendy McCance
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If there’s anything I’d rather be doing than writing something, I do that other thing instead. It means the writing isn’t important enough to pour my heart and soul into. Thus, I’ve only managed to churn out 18 published books.
We write because we cannot do otherwise. We write to change the world. We write because we must.
I get what you’re saying, Wendy. I haven’t written on my blog for awhile, either, and when I do I want it have substance and meaning. More of what I’ve felt lately is coming from the inside and it’s hard to put to words. It’s gentle but mostly it has to do with my stuff so others may not even know what I’m talking about. I’ll get back to it . . . I can feel the words churning, though not quite there yet.
Good post, as always you do such a good job. Hope you are well. Love and hugs.
Thanks for sharing your thoughts and also for the kind words. Appreciated. 🙂
You bet, Wendy . . . always. 🙂
A bloody great post
Thanks so much Joanne!
Beautiful sentiment my friend.
Thanks Myla, you made my day!!
Great article, Wendy.
Thanks Christine, I appreciate it.