I feel guilty

I guess .. this will explain itself.

 

I confess to a certain guilt I feel whenever I write , be it Stories or poetry and most certain the prospect of a book which I have lusted over all my adult life, Guilt for taking the time alone with myself that might be better spent on something else I have neglected. Surely there is something I should be cleaning some other more important deed to be done .writing tempts me to cheat on everything I would spend countless hours under her spell and they would all think me mad for it.

I do confess to a certain amount of guilt whenever I do not write guilt for not taking that time alone with myself to write … to finish a book ..that would justify my addiction.

My dishes are in the sink, my floor needs sweeping, I have to go to the bank and ..so on..

I confess, I felt guilty as I wrote this.

 

Reviews

[Eagle Cruagh]

You should feel guilty.

The average woman takes time out to breathe.
She does that hundred things before she is
entitled to sit for five.

Write ? How dare you ? You should be scrubbing '
something.

Actually, I am always amazed that the average
woman has time to write anything.

Your poem is a well earned rant. I applaud you.

Beautiful writing !

My rate-----100 %

----- Eagle Cruagh

[Eagle Cruagh]

You should feel guilty.

The average woman takes time out to breathe.
She does that hundred things before she is
entitled to sit for five.

Write ? How dare you ? You should be scrubbing '
something.

Actually, I am always amazed that the average
woman has time to write anything.

Your poem is a well earned rant. I applaud you.

Beautiful writing !

My rate-----100 %

----- Eagle Cruagh

[deeps]

This is so wonderful, I like this and can easily relate to.
Well written and said.

[bluessadmood]

ohh my friend you are so right and reminded me of myself ..I had this feelings for years
I have neglected everything and everyone,I am so addicted to this world of literature since i was just a youth
I used to spend nights at length reading everything my hands would find,since I was young
I used to just leave everything ,I just let life go ,I swear ..you remind me too of the famous writing of Faustus
when the author was just like this..and one day he found himself old and ugly in face ,no friends no love
no life ,no youth ,for its all lost and gone by ,so he made a deal with the devil to bring him back his youth and take all his wisdom
and so it was ,but he just could not handle it ,and he regretted that he ever left his old life ,his wisdom,all his readings and writings
ha ha ,so you see ..its a decision you have to make ,this work of writing needs a total commitment to it..
One thing I know ,you should never be sorry for it,for its the best choice you ever done,literature is the best thing to lose your life with and for it you should sacrifice everything..it really deserves the sacrifice..
lovely write