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I don't write. I create.

Welcome August
I made plans upon plans upon plans in July!
Week by week, I had made plans to write every day and build on a creative piece I’m working on. I decided that July would be the month I churn out 20,000 words of art.
Unfortunately, I failed with that endeavour and kept running away from the mini-goals I had set out for myself. August is a new month, and rather than aiming to complete a set number of words per day, I’m opting to complete something each day! Meaning it could range between 5 to 5000 words per day. I’ve just got to write and not think about anything else.
As a Creative Writer, I often dwell over the things I’ve yet to achieve, knowing that I can accomplish a lot with a bit of effort.
August 2021
This morning I woke up intending to write 1500 words; needless to say, I drifted to sleep thinking about my life and where I am at the moment. It has been a month of managing my OCD, and that has been difficult to accept at times.
However, August has arrived, and I know I can achieve some amazing things this month. First, I need to address the elephant in the room and focus on my grammar and punctuation, which I know is diabolical! Shame is a weird element for me to pay attention to, but I can’t keep avoiding it.
I’m aware my creativity is unique, and I’m genuinely blessed to create and develop life within my creative pieces. However, the fact still remains that I could become a better writer with more focus on my weaknesses and less avoidance of the ink-blue elephant.
Here I am, as raw as a piece of meat, knowing a mighty beast will eat me and my bones will remain out in the sun, drying out and eventually forgotten.
Unique

I bellowed out sounds of pain and misfortune.
I shot bullets of hatred out to our world, and I denied the powers of our universe.
I split my mind in four and crushed two pieces with a pestle and mortar! What else would stone be good for?
Today you shattered my diamond walls, and I let you back in.
I trust we have reconnected for a positive reason – when I discover what it is, I’ll be sure to let you know.
First.



I never thought we could get to a place like this.
Back then, I was bubbling over with anger because you hurt me and the pain cut deep.
Later on, I dipped my fingers into jealousy and flirted with crazy.
You had broken me, no sign of repair.
Today, I see your notifications, and I smile – we’re happy with this space.
It’s safe and ours.
I trust and believe that we will blossom forever.
Thank you.
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