Thursday, December 31, 2009

The "Voice" That Is You

I responded to an email on a loop this morning, and a totally different person responded to my response, saying that she loved reading my email because, since I write exactly the way I talk, she could "hear" my "voice" in her head. Now, mind you she actually *knows* me in real life, so that's possible with her. Those of you that don't, well, you don't. But this is *me*, warts and all.

So, anyway, I hope to be able to spread my voice around this year with my writing but if not at least I've tried, and will continue to try. Reflecting on the past year I must say that I have learned a lot about writing, publishing, and myself. Well, I already knew a lot about myself; I am very comfortable in my own skin. I know the things I do well, and recognize the things I need to improve upon. But most of all I really like and appreciate the life I have and the people I have in it.

Yesterday I got a huge bonus; The Kid said to me, "I want you to know that I know how fortunate I am," and I waited for her to describe her room, or TV, or I don't know, something material, then she continued, "Because I have both of you. And you don't drink excessively, and Dad's alive." Apparently the friend she'd spent the night with the day before has a deceased father and an alcoholic mother. Having her voice that sentiment made all the yelling and snarling she and I do dissolve. Until, of course, next time. But she found her voice, and was able to verbalize a feeling that many other would have just internalized, because for whatever reason they didn't feel the need to say it.

I want to thank all of you that come by here and visit, whether intentionally or by happenstance, because I appreciate your involvement, passive or aggressive. And if you decide to voice your opinion and jot down a comment or just keep them to yourself and lurk (you know who you are…) I appreciate it each time you consciously hit that "favorite" button or type in the blogspot URL or google SLC Slave Driver.

Anyway you get here, it's all good. I wish for you a fabulous New Year filled with awsomesauce and cool beans.

And may all your dreams come true. As long as they're legal. And they don't interfere with any of my dreams.

6 comments:

Stacey said...

Aww what a nice post :)

Blog on my friend!

Slave Driver said...

Yes, did you notice it, coming from me, was rather mushy? Plus I've been trying to keep my ranting and bitching to a minimum...

The Merry said...

Would my goal of World Domination interfere with your plans? If so, I can adjust. A bit.

Happy New Year!

nograc - the rac in the fridge where you keep the nog.

Slave Driver said...

Merry,

"The world is a mess and someone needs to be in charge..."

No, no, your plans for world domination won't interfere with mine, as mine are smaller and more innocuous than that. I'm only looking for the kind of worship and adulation usually reserved for Elvis, deities and winner of "American Idol."

Barring that, I'm looking for the spitballs to stop being aimed in my direction.

Untairki- A country that is not full of terrorists or is located in the middle east or near Canada, even...

WriteOnARiver said...

We learn the most amazing things and usually right about the time we need to. The spitballs will stop, for I have a resolution to quit. Good to hear your 'voice'

Texanne said...

Thpitballsch? What thpitballsch? I think there's some kind of herbal fix for that. Oleander, foxglove. . .