In August of this year 2011 I completed recording the writings that I have been doing since 1968. These recordings included poetry, prose, personal short stories, journals, and just about any title you would like to give to writing with the exception of science fiction, and there might have been even some of that scattered throughout.
It was quite a sense of personal accomplishment to have completed this project. I combined all of the recordings in his best sequences I could and burned them to DVD data discs. I gave one copy to my son and one copy to my daughter. The personal accomplishment was that as I was reading some of my journals I had made reference to hopefully someday completing this project. When that day did come unexpectedly to me I felt a sense of being caught up with myself and having processed the many experiences that I have had in my life of 63 years. I do not like the term closure because feel that it is so overused and that also in any specific time in history there is a word that gets popularity and as result overused and loses its meaning. This just could be my rebellious nature, since there are times when words become frustrating. It is basically the frustration of not having the words to express the emotion which I have found the problem is not in the words but in defining the feelings within.
It is a good feeling to be caught up with myself and does seem to open the possibilities for enjoying more of today and hopefully not as of traumatic experiences as I have had in the past. My recent experiences have been of feeling more of a closeness to my son, the very wonderful gift of being able to be more expressive, as well is the gift of being able to be more receptive to others expressions. I've really been enjoying riding a motorcycle which has a unique story as to how I came about having this motorcycle. Within the past two months I also purchased a kayak and that has been a tremendously great time for me and a couple of great times for my son as well. Currently I'm doing a lot of reading and is much fishing as I can. My thoughts of writing when they are of writing is of an idea that has persisted for some time.
The idea once came to me in the form of the title to a poem, and if the idea or title persisted I would eventually express and develop, oftentimes not really knowing what was there and as a rule surprised at what was. Writing has always seemed to be a cyclic experience for me with times of volume and quality supplemented with times of less to nothing. Recently updated my website and it had been sometime since I had placed an the effort in that venture. Questioning the Internet and the seemingly impersonal nature of it, but aware that it is a way, potential way of communication and contact, and I enjoyed both from friends and strangers alike.
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