What creative writing feels like…
When a thought strikes and I’m pulled into an alternate realm were visions move me to write a frenzy of words onto the white screen.
When basic needs are replaced by an essence that must give way to a voice, sometimes theirs or mine.
When there is nothing else except the craft that I am wielding.
Then like creeping light, my life slowly starts to fade in. Anxiousness starts to knock all around me, despite the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign – “Go Away!”
Then just as quickly, my heart clenches to the sudden realization that I am late for everything and nothing has been done.
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