Should We or Should We Not Review.

I would like to thank a few people whose encouragement has made me more determined to continue with my writing. Writing for me is a way of life, a passionate habit, not just a hobby. Those of you who know me will understand what I mean, I will not give up my dream to be a published writer, even if it means that I have to go back to school and study again.

Website Examiner, Wayne Brown, Willstar, b. Malin, No-Clue, this is written with you in mind. I thank all of my hub pages readers, whom I have taken on a roller coaster ride since I have written here. Each and everyone of you are very precious to me. Thank you for following no matter were I lead, nonsense or not.

I have always enjoyed writing even from an early age. Every situation that has occurred in my life has been written about at some time or another. No matter what catastrophe or calamity I experienced, I would sit and dissect it through writing.

Writing helped me to make sense of my own inhibitions or my ability to see an other's point of view. It carried me on a journey of love and laughter, sorrow and anger. It has helped me to become the person that I am today. Certainly not perfect, but in many ways happy with myself.

Every day we meet people who inspire us for one reason or another. People that we share our lives with, friends and companions for whom we are also an inspiration. Normal every day people who mean so much to so many. Not Politicians, or Royalty or pop stars and actors, but just the normal Joe Blogs on the street. You and I, warts and all, we have the choice to inspire others.

I had lulled my self into a false sense of security for some time now. My life nudged along nicely, a few ripples on the way and a few earthquakes, but on the whole, life was bearable. I do not say good, because I have an enquiring mind which will not allow me to accept things as they are. So to some extent I am my own worst enemy.

Having received some beautiful inspiring, encouraging comments from other Hubbers I decided to ask Website Examiner to review some of my work. Well dear friends, I asked for honesty, which I thought I had been getting, but not the brutal honesty I was to receive. Website Examiner's review didn't just make me stop and think. It made me want to run for cover.

I waited with anticipation for the copy of the review to appear in Novelty Reviews by Website Examiner, and then the e:mail arrived. Novelty Reviews has pleasure in telling you that your review is now ready to read. My fingers could not access this hub quick enough. I was feeling elated and waited to be wowed with compliments. I wanted to swing from the lamp shade and shout at Gordon "See I told you I could write", but then I started to read, and my bottom hit the seat with a very big bump indeed.

I read the review several times, each time sinking further into depression. I walked around the room and sat down and read it again. I took a stroll around the garden whilst Gordon read the review, all the time arguing with myself "what have you done"?

What I did was the best decision I had made in a long time. The review suddenly made me sit up and catch myself on. I wanted honesty, and I got more honesty than I was prepared for.

Although brutal in places, I read the review again. Really it wasn't that bad. It didn't blow me up as a fantastic writer, it didn't promise me a career in lights, but it told me honestly that I had a chance of becoming a writer if I paid more attention to the craft. It didn't say I was a fantastic person, or claim that I was the best thing to happen to hub pages since sliced bread (excuse me Wayne for borrowing your title), but it said I had failings and relied upon people to evoke my emotions. It said I had a heart, and inferred that I was a little fragile with my own emotions. All of which is so true.

Now I have taken off the rose tinted glasses. I have looked at my ability to write, and yes, I'm not too bad, not the bottom of the class and have room for improvement. I have a learning bench from which I can score. I can improve, I have the willpower to make the Website Examiner and fellow hubber's proud to know me. And I will survive.

I have made a journey that I was least impressed with and turned it into something I am proud of, and with the help of Website Examiner, I will turn my writing around.

If you are prepared to take the criticism, and not just the adoration (hopefully sincere), then step forward to the light. Open your eyes and move on.

Website Examiner you have done me the biggest favour imaginable, and from the bottom of my heart, I thank you so much.