Step One: Start a Blog

I guess this marks the beginning: a check mark next to something that has been on my to do list for well over a year.

So as a reader, there are quite a few things you should know about me. First and foremost, my name is Mercedes Evans and I am a writer. I have always been. I can remember the first time I knew I wanted to be a writer. It was first grade and we were given the assignment to write a story. I don’t remember the story I wrote so much as the passion that fueled it. My story was inspired by the fall. There is something in the colors and beauty of the season that I have always loved and I wanted to show that in my story. But words were not enough. So I cut my story up and pasted it onto these cut outs of pumpkins and decorated it. I wanted whoever read it to look at it and instantly feel fall before they read it. I remember the joy I felt when my teacher found it great enough to post of the fall bulletin board for the month.

I have been writing ever since.

So I guess the question becomes: if I have been writing for so long and I am so passionate about it, why am I just now starting a blog? Well for starters, I have a fear of criticism. Though it is not nearly as intense as it was in, say, high school, it is still there. For many years, this fear has caused me to keep mostly to myself. I never wanted to face rejection or unacceptance because of the way I wrote or thought, so my best defense was to avoid it. I was a more impressionable person back then and would easily let people convince me that the way I was thinking was wrong or misguided if it didn’t line up with the majority. Because of this, I began to think being different was wrong and that I needed to assimilate in order to lead a happier, less stressful life.

However, I have come to realize that there is a reason I am the way that I am. My words, thoughts and ideas have a purpose and I now know that if I continue to hide them, I will never know what that purpose is. So for the first time, I am opening up my truest and deepest thoughts to the world and subsequently embracing all that that entails. I am denouncing the very fear that has governed over most of my life and taking the necessary steps to finding my purpose.

There are words in my head that need to be heard. Not because I seek any sort of recognition for them but because I know there are people out there who can relate to them; whether you are one of my closest friends, a family member, someone I went to school with, someone I encountered or a total stranger. I can relate to you. I know I am not the only person who has been dominated by fear but I do know I am among the few who has made the decision to face it head on and move forward from it.

So that brings me back to this blog.

“Inspirwriting” (pronounced in-spur-rahy-ting) spawned from me acknowledging what has always been the catalyst of my writing: inspiration. That day in first grade, the beauty of fall fueled my writing. It gave me the words and the drive to make the people read and feel why I loved fall. It gave me my calling. I have since been able to find inspiration in so many things that I can no longer say that one particular thing inspires me. Everything does. Everyday that I am alive, I find something that drives me to write because life within itself is my inspiration.

This blog will introduce you to everything that makes me me: my thoughts, my ideas, my philosophies, my passions, my relationships with people and even my vulnerabilities. I can assure you that any question you have ever had about me will be answered and if it hasn’t, ask it!

So I urge anyone reading this to stick around and share this movement. Sharing this blog is honestly more important to me than anything because there could be someone out there who needs to see this, regardless of whether or not you personally choose to follow this blog. The sooner people realize they are not alone is their journey, the better. Life is a much more trying journey when you travel it alone.

I think it’s about time we all started inspiring one another. Don’t you?

14 thoughts on “Step One: Start a Blog

  1. A great read Mercedes, can’t wait to read more about you and your life! In a lot of ways you sound a lot like me with your feelings of fear and rejection. Good luck on your journey, you are right it is a long one, especially when it is all alone.

  2. Alright sis you better inspire us with your words!!! At least your brave enough to write about your own personal feelings. Commend you and can’t wait to see what great nuggets and pearls are produced through you!

  3. I am so happy you are finally following your dream. This is only the beginning, and I am ready to take this ride.
    Team inspireader.

  4. Wow!!! I’m inspired to write again!!! Writing really help to reorganize everything. I was inspired to write at a very young age. Like yourself, I remember be very young in school. It was during the fall, and we were using leaves to complete a project. I could not draw, so I took large leaves and traced them on paper. The instructor was very encouraging. Everyone had drawn free handed. I had many different leaves, tracing them on paper. Instructor were not looking for perfection, but creativity. I was aiming for perfection with the lines. I colored the leaves bright orange, red, and yellow. I will never forget all our pictures in the hallway hanging on the wall. Many years, I have always been critical with self. Every T had to be cross, every I had to be dotted. I always wanted grammar, correct and to pronounce everything correctly. I did well in English but always felt my English were not good enough. It is great, you are educated, and continuing writing. Be confident in all you do, don’t second guess yourself!!! You will always inspire someone.

    1. Wow I can definitely understand where you are coming from. If there is one thing I have learned, it is that if you are a writer, you will never escape it. You’ll start to feel a void that only gets filled when you write. For the longest time, I had stopped writing out my thoughts and, as a result, my mind would not let me sleep. My words were fighting to get out of my head and, though talking them out helped a little, it was not enough. Writing them out was like stapling them to the page and I was suddenly able to have peace of mind again. Thank you so much for the words of encouragement!!

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