I work up the street from this river that has a path that runs along it, since I get an hour long lunch I like to spend it walking along this path. Walking is one of my favorite parts of the day, for myriad reasons but mainly because I get to think. It’s a good time for me to come up with post ideas, daydream, plot world domination. All sorts of things. Yesterday as I was walking I was thinking about what I wanted to write about today, and just couldn’t stop thinking about how serious I keep sounding. I think that’s a result as trying to come off as an authority, or maybe when I write I’m just trying to be someone I’m not.

Now, I’m trying to find my voice. I want to be authentic and only me but I am having a hard time doing that. I’m not sure where the balance lies between sharing my experiences and the things I am learning, while also being silly Leah. Maybe it’s just a practice thing. I notice when I am writing I pull style elements from other writers who I read a lot. I’m not quite sure if that is being inauthentic, or what. I suppose “Great Artists Steal” so maybe I’m just a great artist. How do you convey sarcasm without emoticons? See, I am sarcastic and I try to be funny, but in my writing it comes off as condescending. At least to me it does. I’m being condescending to myself! How does that even happen?

I’ve been thinking about this a lot, how to be me, in writing. I’ve recently started watching a YouTuber named Olan Rogers. He is a brilliant storyteller. The majority of his videos are simply him, sitting in front of a camera, telling a story. They are hilarious. I know I am guilty of overusing the word hilarious, but I mean it this time. As I am watching him though I just can’t stop thinking about how I can tell great stories, and allow myself to shine through without the coming across as too serious bit coming through. Ya know, it’s just going to be one of those things I have to keep doing to get better at it. That’s the hope anyway.