Writings of a Deranged Man

I feel that there is an expectation of bloggers to post regular updates. I do not feel the need to write of the daily tediums that encompass my life. I feel that people try to write too often, resulting in sub-par items that are of little or no value to anyone except themselves, not that there is no honor in that. It is an honorable thing to be able to share your life, beliefs and views with the world. However, I feel that in order to write a good piece, you must not set out to write. You must conconct an idea and allow the paper to write itself. Take my essay, "Meeting Mom and Dad." It started out as an assignment for school, but it turned into something larger than myself. It turned into a tribute, a homage to those who took me in under their wings when no one else wanted to. It took me back to being six and scared shitless that I would never find a real home, someplace that I could stay for more than a few months. Someone that I could call Mom and Dad. Others before had told me that I could call them Mom and Dad, but I never believed them, because I knew in six months we would be moved someplace else and another family would say the same thing. A child in foster care feels as if he is one of the most unloved children in the world. I know, I was there. That is a horrible feeling for an adult, let alone a child. Alas, I digress, and need to get back to the subject at hand. When I feel that a piece worth posting has arrived, I shall send all an email and you shall feel free to read it, comment, or critique it. Be brutally honest, as that is the only way for a writer to increase his skills. Tell me if it sucks, tell me if it is fantastic, but, by all means, tell me the truth. I am loved, and that is the greatest feeling in the world.