I set my alarm to remind myself that it is the first Wednesday of the month - time for my Insecure Writer's Support Group post.
I am currently decompressing from the burn at Lake Tahoe, California. It is beautiful here. The crowds are gone. The water is clear and calm.
Burning Man never disappoints. I submerged myself in music, art, fire, and dance. I was physically challenged by the extreme elements. I was emotionally swaddled in open minds and hearts. There is always struggle here but it promotes growth and that growth benefits every aspect of my life.
Overexposed: A loss of highlight detail, that is, when important bright parts of an image are "washed out"
One of my camp mates expressed his concern about my overexposure. "Thanks to your blog I know more about you then I do my family and that disclosure makes you vulnerable," he said.
His comments came from a place of LOVE and of course, he's right but I don't know how else to write.
I don't know how to make up stories, how to write from pure imagination. I can colorize but I can't create something out of nothing. I write what is in my heart.
I don't have regrets about anything that I've posted here but I suppose that could change. I could lose a client. I could alienate another family member. I could attract a psycho stalker.
It's too late for me to change my name, my location, or my occupation.
I like most of what I write. I like most of who I am and what I don't like about me I write about because if I write it, it doesn't stick inside of me. It doesn't weigh me down or clog me.
Does any of this make sense? Does your writing make you feel vulnerable? Do you have any regrets?