It takes courage to be a writer.
It shows immense character to sit down, find enough clarity and patience to sift through the millions of thoughts that run through one’s head and find the perfect set of words to give birth to self-expression.
Then to be able to write them down in a way that not only makes sense to self but to other, it is indeed a gift.
… And also a curse
Because when a writer is lost, in fury or in doubt you will feel the storms that brewed in her soul as she released her pain onto the page. Her tears will become yours. In the seas of her peril, you’ll surely drown.
But it’s beautiful because you feel, even when you wish to feel nothing.
Nevertheless, let’s celebrate our writers. For without them, how would inspiration form…
am I write?