Reflecting On Writing

         Being able to create one’s feelings into words and sentences is not only very stress relieving, but taxing due to the need for the feelings to be good at the same time. One simply can’t sit down and write out a five-hundred page book, or even a poem for that matter, in the span of a few hours to a day. Writing about the worlds and actions we see in our own mind’s eyes. Even I, writing for pleasure for five or six years, have not glimpsed the full capabilities of my own words and thoughts that form the worlds in my head.
         There are so many different worlds different and unique as the writer’s handwriting. Every world impacts people the writer doesn’t even realize they have impacted with every drop that falls from their pens. Every word makes another form and another till we have a modern case of schizophrenia. A way to release our thoughts and feelings without paying for it. Did you know there are close to a hundred words to describe the feeling sad? All it takes is picking up the pen and letting those words spill like an open wound. It’s a way of being something or someone you are not and getting away with it.
         I am not very sociable or fun-loving. My idea of fun is sitting with a pen and paper and listening for new music on the radio, but when I write I am fifty pounds lighter and can do anything I put my mind to if I just try. You can too. Give yourself a common case of schizophrenia and pick up the pen so you can join the number of writers that are as diverse as our cultures today.
         Though it may not be good it is yours and you’ll feel almost god-like because with the pen comes the power. So enjoy the passing around of my works and when you get home spend some time in the worlds in your head.