…that every day of any NaNo event should start with a quote from Chuck Wendig.
On that note, it’s off to the word mines. I’m aiming for a personal best today. Word sprint anyone? You know I’m going to keep asking until I get a taker today. So…who wants to do a word sprint with me? Message me, wrimos!
| — | Mary Sarton |
S oothing
U nique
M eaningful
M ystical
E xotic
R omantic
S piritual
o verflowing
L ove
S pecial
T eeming
I ntense
C reative
E ternal
The summer solstice arrives the month of June,
The blazing sun tilts closer to the earth,
Radiating its beautiful light much longer,
A different season now falls upon us,
The landscape will flourish in emerald colored growth,
Fresh fruit that nourishes our bodies and souls will be ripe,
Vegetable gardens that provide great food will be tended with care,
Flowers will bloom with elegance and beauty to view,
The summer is the season that provides a comforting and soothing warmth.
I’ve been writing everyday. My roommates probably think I’m totally insane, they see me sitting on the lanai typing from 8 in the morning to dusk. I think that is my new goal in life, to write something everyday.
He writes not to impress but to express.
A writer…
A complex individual with a simple obsession, that is to write. Who would have thought that in the small community of ink punters, opening the same pages will uncover me? Blend with the elite society of weirdoes.
A writer…
An artist who expresses his cordial contemplation using a pen and a piece of paper. His brain’s shit is merely a result of his untamed imagination, his mind’s eye. His ways are indefinite, his frame of mind is bizarre, a reflection of a diverse personality.
A writer…
As he writes, he creates a world in which his readers entice to exist in it. A world wherein he is the sole king that every episode falls under his will. Every blot of ink he lays in his pad is another story. A story behind the story. A hidden sentiment, which readers can’t read with bare eyes.
A writer…
You might feel happiness, sorrow, anger, annoyance, pleasure or grief upon reading his works. The same emotions he felt while writing. A poignant individual who is proficient to feel those sensations all at the same time. Regardless of the circumstances, he will be delightful to feel happiness, he will suffer to feel the burden, and he will love to experience pain…
A writer…
He could write your story, everybody’s story, any story but never his story. That is the irony of being a writer. He can never be the hero of his own life, where there is no “Once upon a time” nor “They lived happily ever after.” Maybe that is the dreadful reason why a writer is a writer. He dreams of a chronicle where every tale is not his reality. His surreal mind dictates to his hand, what his heart desires. His yearning will only be feasible in papers, because only in papers he can barely feel happiness.
A writer…
I am a writer. This is my story. A writer’s story!
A writer’s melancholy…
| — | Albert Camus |
If you by chance have Netflix, these are the movies starring Mark that they currently have.
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