In each word he simply writes the description to the sentences. But in truth it's not so simply done. The man told me with these words, A writer writes. So it was, I took his words at face value, and then I wrote volumes. I reviewed those long forgotten pages of my work. Upon reaching the bottom of the stack I came to some startling conclusions. It was all there in black and white, the epoch of all my visions, daydreams, and aspirations. It was dribble, syrupy meaningless meanderings through nothingness. Oh, I'd been writing, but these words were only a journal of reflection. It was meant only for my brain cells of self-realization. Where is the meaning? Where was the glue that bonded the words?
Being reminded of the words, And so a writer writes. I had only to resolve the question and ask. Was this writing? Poignantly taking a real hard look at myself and asking the hard question. Do I really want to be a writer? If the answer is yes, then I must circum to the words I've written. And do my best to fill a void to the stranger reading. Looking onto the pages written and find the story to be told. It has to make sense, simply understood, today or tomorrow. I had to step back and become that stranger. And read my page with fresh eyes. I know what I wanted out of the piece.
I had to bring to it life, and write with varnished passion. I wanted to bring a memory that could last and hold me deep to the heart. Write words like water, like a spring, fresh as a drink. You would think it a daunting task. When the words come together you know it, feel it. A formula was created. Write for me! Write what I know. My words must be simple to read. It is essential that my message should have meaning. Write from the heart. Find the truth. Then write for you.
I've written this piece as a way to introduce myself to you. For we all have questions and I for one am an amateur wanting to learn. I'm a novice to inspiration. But I aspire to imagination. I've come to listen to the harsh truths. From time to time I'll send my stories out to you. All I ask is to be read, and a writer is nothing without his reader. But always remember. That a writer writes. And so I always will endeavor to write.
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