Image by Okinawa Soba via FlickrEvery once in a while a thought will cross your mind and grab hold of you. This thought, concept, idea, it beats at you, it tortures you until you have no choice but to spell it out. So in a carthartic move you pour the words out - through your mouth, from your hands and fingers - and you share something of yourself with the world.
It can be life or death. Happiness or despair. Joy, pleasure, love. Fear, pain, hate.
It can be anything.
That is the wonder of the written word. The enthrallment of a story.
That is a writer's life. It is their pleasure and their pain. Their love. It is their everything - and the story is the embodiment of their generousity.
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