To withdraw myself from myself has ever been my sole, my entire, my sincere motive in scribbling at all.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Part of the very impulse of writing for me is actually wanting to get away from myself.
Are you motivated? Are you coherent? Is your intention aligned? Are your feet, tongue, heart and wallet congruent? That intention shines through.
The overcoming of adversity and, ultimately, denying it the rite of passage, has been a constant and perpetual motive throughout my life.
My desire is to let go of my ego and let in His direction.
If you don't believe in yourself, somewhere or another, you sabotage yourself.
As a writer, I have learned that each time I pick up my pencil I betray someone.
I was always a writer, by which I mean I was always scribbling away, doing something with pen and paper.
I still keep thinking someone will penetrate my guilty secret - that I have been masquerading as a writer all these years while all I was really doing was enjoying myself, pursuing my passion.
I realised that I had always been writing things that other people wanted me to write and not what I really wanted to write, so I felt like I was losing my way.
The beginning of self-knowledge: recognizing that your motives are the same as other people's.