Wednesday, September 29, 2010

So I guess each day just gets harder

Day three is supposed to be something you have to forgive yourself for. I thought this whole writing thing was going along great. I found a project! I'm being creative! I have discipline!

Then I read this. I kind of wanted to cry. That is real writing. I could console myself by pointing out she's a real grownup. It seems like she's a college professor or something too and like a real writer. Still though. She's a person who writes a free blog. I'm a person who writes a free blog. Why can't I write like that? Maybe you'd say that's what I have to forgive myself for. Except I think there are better things.

  1. I should forgive myself for making Alex pay me back double what she stole
  2. For canceling on Becca the day before we were supposed to hang out
  3. For giggling when I wondered if the Wide Lawn lady is fat
  4. For borrowing my sister's fancy socks ... and not giving them back ... yet
Those are small things but they're the ones that I want to forgive. That Wide Lawn lady? I don't want to forgive myself for that. I want to be pushed to do better.

7 comments:

Ally said...

Sam,
I came across your blog yesterday. I started at the beginning and am working my way through the entire thing, reading every single entry of yours. As a matter of fact, I haven't gotten one thing done at work because your blog has me hooked! I am 30 years old and work in advertising in Los Angeles. I have met many fascinating people in my life that have touched my soul, but I have to tell you that I have never been so affected by anyone's blog before. To say that you are a remarkable young woman is an understatement. You have lived through a horrific tragedy, yet you continue to soldier on with such grace. It is so wonderful to read about the way you care for your younger sisters and your success in college. This is actually the first time that I have ever posted on someone's blog, so I am probably writing way too much. Just know that there are people out there who see what an amazing young woman you are.

Anonymous said...

Sam,

I can pretty much second what Ally said. I found your blog a few days ago and have found my productivity at work plummet as I'm hooked to your blog. I admire you so much and am thankful that your sisters have your strength to rely on.

God bless.

Aneets said...

Me three!

I read you entire blog in one sitting (all the way over in Sydney Australia) on Thursday night and think that you are a wonderful writer.

Congrats on everything you have achieved- I look forward to finding out what you get up to next!

Anonymous said...

Well I like your writing. Wish you could see how amazing your writing is. Been reading for for years and plan to continue to do so. The other writer is good but is no you.

Anonymous said...

Been reading for for years

Been reading you for years, that is.

Wide Lawns said...

I'm glad you linked to me or I wouldn't have found you. Yes, I am a grown-up. I am 36 and a teacher. I often (constantly) doubt my own writing abilities. You say you are a teenager and I didn't see how old you were exactly, but I teach teenagers and your writing blows theirs away. I didn't write half as well as you when I was a teenager. I scrawled a bunch of whiny mess in a spiral notebook back then. You are way ahead of me. I'm so glad I found your blog because it was a pleasure to read.

Anonymous said...

Your writing is so good you could publish this blog as a book and all of us grown-ups would just flop over, stunned.

Truly, you are incredible in so many ways.