More Inbox Noise

or why I spend so much time talking to myself

One of my biggest fears as a so-called “writer” is sounding pretentious. Lately, I feel like all the content I have put out is to grab a reader’s attention and is shallow and not meaningful in any real way.

I’m going to stop doing that.

From now on, what I write here will be real and from the heart, and about what is really going on. I’m throwing grammar and spelling out the window, insisting on writing the way I talk.

I hope people will still read regardless, but I also need to write for myself because there are just too many voices in my head not to let some of them out into the void of global consciousness.

There are so many words that go through my mind daily. It’s this constant conversation going on up there about my skill level, what I might be forgetting, what I might be remembering, and sometimes what I wish I wouldn’t remember as often.

Occasionally, those voices hit a nerve, and it can make me a bit angry. Occasionally, they have a point.

Like now, as I sit here writing this lett…