Writing?

Sitting on the bench tonight...

My thoughts are consumed. Consumed by a need to write. Unfortunately, though there is a need to write, there is not always the means to do so.

As with many writers, or aspiring writers, I can be filled with self-doubt. Constantly asking myself, do I know the correct spelling for a word? Did I use the word correctly? How many words make a proper sentence in a story? How many sentences can make a complete paragraph in a novel? How short or long must chapters be? Are there any real rules to writing in your own style?

These are just a few of the questions which will swim around in my mind while I try to write. I can get so lost in the questions, the actual act of writing is kind of lost. Lost to never be heard of again. Which is too bad, because some of the stories in my head are crazy.

Then there are days like yesterday, when a simple conversation can change the stars. It's a reminder of why I love to write. And also, that I have my own style of writing which is different than everyone else. Writers have a certain rhythm when they write. Its almost like music when my fingers are typing the keys to form words which then turn to sentences and paragraphs; which ultimately transform my thoughts to visual aids to my readers.

Feeling rejuvenated from last night's conversation, I feel a new spark/flame/light/surge... whatever you want to call it, I feel it. So it is with this new found "feeling" that I end this post in today's blog.

Happy writing...

~D

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