Writing is both solitary and social.
Solitary, because sooner or later it is just writer and blank page with no mediator.
It's the heart or the brain on paper, as public as a blog post or as private as a prayer journal.
Yet writing is also social, because every author seeks an audience on some level or another.
This question of audience puzzles me.
It makes me realize that establishing a legitimate audience for my classroom of I-wish-they-were-writers is an important component of my teaching that I've neglected.
Then my question becomes, " Who is my audience?", and I struggle to answer that.
I'm in the midst of my annual spring blogging slump, and every year I ask my Audience of One if I still have a purpose here.
He hasn't really answered yet, except to give me this post--which I suppose means I have today's answer!
I do know this.
About two months ago, He whispered to my heart that there are words waiting for me from the book of John, and while fear and self-doubt assail, He's been faithful to encourage.
So I wait for the solitary and the social to find their meeting place.