What moves you? What inspires you? Why do you write? What in the hell makes you put pen to paper or fingers to keyboard?
I could have never answered these questions when I first starting writing when I was 8 or 9 years old. Besides the fact that I was a kid, I didn’t know why I wanted to write – I just did. I thought everyone spent endless amounts of time creating their own worlds, writing stories and poems. I grew up without television until about that age. Our religion dictated that we have no TV, so we didn’t have one. I did a lot of reading starting at 4 to 5 years of age and then I suppose I began making up my own stories. I took the writing for granted for a while as an adult. I hope I’ve gained enough wisdom with age to know better on that front. So, how about you? What’s your story? Why do you write?
Playing My Song
Let the verse drip from your tongue,
Allow the melody of your heart find the poetry of my soul
I feel your rhythm
Your vibe is pure
I’m dancing to your tune; play on…
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