The block of writers that form together in the world conspire to write masterpieces, with the linking of many words, a writer can create a story or poem that is something of a legend.
Words travel fast like a fire in the dry lands of the desert,
Words can be memorized and repeated over time.
Faster and faster the flames of words grow higher and higher, covering thousands of miles, shaping minds and affecting the lives of thousands if not millions of people.
That is our goal as writers, to be heard.
We as writers were not made to be seen and not heard, though we are loud in our own ways.
We are strong and powerful.
Most writers write about things in their lives, feelings, emotions, events. Bad things that happen, good things that happen, crazy things and stupid things, all the things in the world are somewhere written in words.
But there has got to be millions of things that are never written, never remembered, things that are only in our minds. We may think of beautiful words that sound crisp and perfect, things that would take our breath away if we ever read them on paper. But they never make it to the white canvas.
I guess that’s the beauty of it, of words. Like no matter how many times you write something descriptive about a flower, it can be stunning and distinctly different each time. Maybe that aspect is just something unique about the English language but I have the feeling that other languages are the same way, maybe even more so.
I’ve read abundant amounts of stories, poems, and single words that have changed my life in ways that I would have never imagined. They’ve given me new words to think about and write, resourceful ways to explain what I’m thinking and new ways to see life, kind of like a kaleidoscope that is filled with different colors and hues.
I guess inspiration really does conspire at the fingertips,which results in that rare moment when your fingers do reach the keyboard and you know that words are truly extraordinary.
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