When I sit down to write, I do not think of anyone in particular, I do not already know what will come out.
When I sit down to write, the words come from that undefinable place within me, that place just between waking and dreaming.
When I sit down to write, I may create a masterpiece, I may create dribble, I may create a cure for a disease.
When I sit down to write, I am taking a leap, I am opening that normally sealed off door to the core of what makes me.
When I sit down to write, it is not work, it is not for any one reason, it is everything and nothing, a paradox of epic proportions.
When I sit down to write, the world becomes a thing with which I am able to create, destroy, or anything.
When I sit down to write, I am not thinking of all the ways you can hurt me, I am not thinking of all the ways you can try to silence me.
When I sit down to write, I just sit down to write.
Welcome to my blog, I post just the things that matter in my life. I am currently working on two projects which will be posted to everyday. The first is my auto biography, which most people who know me say is quite intense and unique. I am also going to be posting excerpts from my first novels rough draft up until I finish and publish the entire work.
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