Happiness is in the Eye of the Beholder

I've been waiting to use this piece of writing for a while and, to be perfectly honest, I don't know why I have been holding it hostage for so long. The thing is that I don't get sent much in the way of guest writer material and I guess that I've been keeping it 'special' for a while - something in the bank for a the day when writer's block reigns supreme. The thing is that I'm not struggling to write stuff this week but I felt that I would go for a little bit of variety. It means that I now have no more guest writer pieces and so I'm asking for more - people always seem to love them as well. The great thing about the material that I've got for you today is that the person doesn't think they are that good. I think that it's true that some people just can't get to grips with writing but my feeling is that everyone has something to say no matter how 'bad' they think they are. Don't compare yourself to the stuff that I write every week for the very reason that I get quite a lot of practice. Most people have the natural ability, it's just whether they choose to hone that ability as I have. Anyway here's my most recent offering from a guest writer; someone that has more talent that they know:

A Letter to No One

After what can only be described as a challenging read on Monday, I feel it is time to lift the quality of this weeks blogging back up - by have a guest writer post. It has been a long time since my last one of these simply based on the fact that nobody, no matter how many times I bring the idea up, seems to want to bite. People may very well enjoy my style of writing but when it comes to quality then I am of the belief that we all have it. Granted, if I wasn't a good writer I wouldn't be writing this blog but at the same time, everyone would have a blog if it came down to being good at it. It takes a passion for writing which I feel is lost by people when they are asked to write essays from a young age that they just don't care about. Of course there are people who just don't enjoy reading and writing but as someone who writes a lot, I would love to get to read more stuff by my peers. Today's post comes in the form of a passionately written letter which I'm sure you will all enjoy...

Simple Hearts, Simple Minds

I was home at the weekend for the second time this year and went out 'on the town' there for the first time for a while. Needless to say that I had a good night: familiar faces, voices and the dull sights which make home the way it should be. Having said that there were times that I thought to myself: 'you know? I would rather be in Edinburgh just now with a law textbook' and I'm not 100% sure why. It's not that I don't love spending time with everyone from back home but there is something different about things now - a slight emptiness. It even felt like that when I was in the house as well which says everything really - it's not the people, it's just the place.

Special Guest Numero Uno

I know that it's currently a Thursday night and I said that I would be posting on Sunday nights only but I guessed that since I didn't post on the Sunday past that I was in some ways in debt. So I have been trying to think of something to write about all night but I can't come up with anything substantial so I thought I would use one of my back-up plans - my guest writer. I have had this piece of text for a couple of weeks now and I've meant to put it in a post since I got it but I've had other things to do like procrastinate on Facebook so it never got done.