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Wordism in Buffalo NY.

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One Year of Wordism

Wordism.

Not officially a recognised word for most people but it can be unofficially defined as the art of deriving words from seemingly nowhere.

Which is, strictly speaking, not entirely accurate.

People who write – like authors, poets, bloggers, and many more – don’t create words from nowhere. They use words to create poems and sentences and paragraphs but also ideas, moments, feelings, and beautifully phrased ways to express themselves.

And that’s what I started to do a year ago.

Not perfectly, mind you, but I started to do it. Just over a year ago now, I created a blog and decided to share some of the writing I created with the void of the internet.

It’s not that it’s been a whirlwind of a year or anything, but it’s been a year and I’ve learned so many different things, I’ve experimented with things I never thought I’d have the courage to do, and, most importantly, I’ve made it through.

I didn’t achieve anything particularly life-changing but life has changed over the past year and I’m still trying so that’s enough of an achievement in my opinion.

I haven’t made a massive impact on people – I’m not even sure if anyone reads anything I share – but I’m happy with knowing that I had an impact on myself: I pushed myself to try new things and gave myself something to do without the pressure of having to do it all the time.

Because wordism doesn’t always work, it takes breaks and becomes radio silence and creates chaos as it pleases. But the most important part is that it doesn’t fade entirely, it can be renewed and rekindled if you have patience and let yourself breathe.

Which is what I’ve done over the past year, with varying degrees of success but with an uninterrupted flow of passion.

And that’s what I want to focus on right now.

Time passes and that’s natural but that doesn’t mean passion needs to be rushed or forced or half-heartedly filled in.

It ebbs and flows and rises and falls and all we can do is stick around and let the words spill when the time is right so we can appreciate the beauty of what they can convey – what we can convey.

Time can change nothing or it can change everything, and we are the only variable. 

Sometimes the passage of time can be overwhelming and drag us down with guilt but sometimes it can be enlightening, a measure of growth and commitment and exploration.

Time won’t always change your life but your life will change over time and the best thing we can do is smile as we embrace or change what comes our way.

So, it’s been (just over) a year of wordism for me, and overall, I’ve really appreciated it.

Here’s to the next year of wordism…

~ AM Wordism

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