If I had had the option, my entire day would consist of writing, inspiring my writing, reading about writing, learning more about writing connecting with writers, or doing something non writing to inspire more writing.
The glory of writing is not exclusive to the celebrated few. It’s a flame that flickers within each of us, waiting to be kindled. So, pick up your pen, unleash your voice, and join the chorus of storytellers. For in the symphony of words, your unique melody will add its own precious note, enriching the grand opera of human expression.
Bard
Words, like kisses, let him out
Anne Sexton
of my cage for once. Each line an
escape hatch: I crawl through,
free
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