A New Writer

To be a new writer is to be born into this world for the first time ever.

It is to experience the wonders of such light and dark places. It is a thrill, a wave of feelings and emotions which drown you until you are reborn again, over and over. The process never changes, and the feelings never fade away. Yet new emotions will always take over old ones; making your heart beat wildly with silent joy, with unheard excitement, with untold fears. It all builds up in momentum and tempo, as you begin your journey with gusto and zeal.

To be a new writer means to stumble and make mistakes. Mistakes, however, that need to be made. Because without mistakes, there is no progress. Without imperfections, you will never attain the true potential housed deep within your heart, soul, and mind. To stumble recklessly and with feverish devout, is to be a new writer.

To find your voice, and your path, is what makes us new writers.

To see other people for the first time; to really see them, is what makes us new writers. 

We may never meet, yet I feel as though I’ve known you my whole life. We share an interest, a singular experience known to us as writing. What makes us so unique is this experience alone. We are the scholars of the world, the educators of generations yet to come into existence, and the dreamers for those who are not fortunate enough.

We teach others what life is truly all about. To remind people that if we were to lose everything; society, materialism, structure – all that is left is us.

Us; who have felt naked and lost for centuries upon centuries.

Us; who have been misunderstood by those who are not in-touch with their human emotions and thoughts.

Us; the truth seekers of the very fabrications that make up our collective existence.

This is what it means to be a new writer.

It is, to be human.

This picture you see in the header, is the very same one I took one year ago when I embarked on my final journey to become a writer for life. I’ve never looked back since that day I made this singular promise with myself. Life has never been the same since then.

I can feel the sun’s rays falling on my shoulders as I make my way down this familiar path.

This place, which I will not name, is the single place I come to whenever I have the free time to do so. To be able to wonder and imagine all the different worlds and lives I can experience life through. To be lucky enough to see different people for who they truly are at the core of their beings. To find strange and quizzical creatures who have a mind of their own. The gardens I get to walk through are timeless, the forests I can explore with my imagination take me to places I never knew existed; and most importantly, the lakeside that resides in this mysterious place holds a special place in my soul.

I can only imagine what life would be like if I never began writing.

I would probably never know the true meaning of friendship, or the real depths of hard-earned love. I would have never sought out to make a difference in this sometimes very estranged world. I would have never felt the need to stop time in my life and truly work on the only thing that has ever held any relevance in the world of reality.

Because in the end, all that really matters is you and I.

Don’t you ever forget yourself, or the power you hold inside. Because at the end of the day, only our memories and emotions for those who have passed, and for those who have yet to come, are the only things in life worth fighting for.

Forever in Your Debt,

R.S. Noel

Photo credit: (picture taken by me)

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Comments

  1. I enjoyed this post very much – it is a wonderful power to write and nicer when people respond to your writing. When I first began my blog here at WordPress in February 2011, I only told the one person who encouraged me to write a blog. I shared that first blog post with her and awaited (on pins and needles) until I got her reaction. She was very kind, but then … she would have probably lied to not hurt my feelings. I didn’t share the fact with anyone that I was writing a blog for the longest time, and there are some of my friends who still don’t know, and other friends, that I consider good friends who know I write yet don’t subscribe to my posts, nor ever ask about the blog – and, to me, writing my blog is a big part of my life, just like it is yours and the other people who have landed here. So good friends surprised me … strangers reach out and compliment or follow my words – that inspires me greatly and I write on.

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    • Wow, this was a powerful response; it made me feel renewed with hope. I’m glad you’re able to share your blog, and writing is such an important part of our lives. I know we may never see each other in real life, but I’m glad you found my blog on here; you’re an awesome person and I can tell you are passionate about writing :).

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  2. RS this is beautiful. You captured so much of what being a writer truly is; things that inhabit between the lines of text, somewhere in within the ink, paper, hand and mind. I’m glad that you chose to become and continue to be a writer.

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    • Hi stripSearchLA :)! I’m glad to have been given this chance to meet you and the other amazing writers/bloggers/small business-owners on WordPress’s network; it’s made this whole journey even more worthwhile and memorable!

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