Which Came First, the Rambler or the Writer?
Not everything I say is of importance. For instance, this post is because I simply can not decide what topic I want to jot about but I want to write. Perhaps these posts shouldn’t be published at all. Conceivably these rambles should remain an entry in my analog journal. I am not the only one who suffers the bouts of topic-lessness. Don’t you?
Not even with all my might can I force my hand to write, therefore, I’ll ramble. Funny, never have I suited the role of a damsel. Under distress and among chaos I shine. I am at my best. I am flunking this writer’s test. I digress.
Oftentimes words flow. Outpouring, out of control. Record rumbles exist scattered about. There is no doubt. Ambiguous thoughts are written yet not said aloud.
Writers write and ramblers ramble but I am a writer who likes to ramble. Such a shamble!! Others turn up their nose, this isn’t prose. But I suppose, to each his own. I’ll come down off my throne. Gimme a bone. I am not afraid of eating alone.
And maybe it goes like this: my writing ramble you dismiss. No worries. Still, I publish it. Not for you rather for me, can’t you see this written travesty? Or ramble. Whatever it may be.
Revenge of Eve 
I don’t think there’s anything the least bit wrong with rambling. To hell with other people’s shoulds; write what you want to write.
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It’s the authentic you written for us to see 🙂
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It’s good to see 🙂
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Thanks!! That makes me feel good 🤓
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That’s good to know 😀
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It’s all words at the end of the day. People can relate to what you say, be-it a poem, lyric, love letter, novel or ramble. It’s like a song writer and a lyricist. I have no idea what the difference is. If you get the message, hang up the phone! I understood everything that you wrote in this blog 👌
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