I’m just the medium to get the story on the page.
That’s truly what it feels like sometimes. This is the Best kind of writing. Sometimes the words just flow from my head to the page. What ends up on the page is as much a surprise to me as it is to you! The end result is a rush. A high. My drug of choice.
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I am just having a BLAST!! I started a story that I just can’t wait to get back to!! It’s one of those that just POURS out of you! The kind of story that writes itself!
This kind of thing is Just a RUSH! THIS is why I write! For this Rush, this feeling! I love it!
It’s been much too long since I’ve felt like this. It’s been a real struggle the last few months.
So, I must get back to my story! To once again fall through those white pages to that world of fantasy just beyond.
This is my High, my addiction, my drug of choice!
Thank you to those of you that have stuck with me through the highs and lows, the crap and the good stuff that I’ve written. I appreciate you so much!
Words spilling out. My fingers can’t keep up with the thoughts in my head.
The scenes unfold behind my eyes. The screen disappears. The keyboard, gone.
I’m immersed in this world, self-created.
In my world, anything can happen and sometime does.
In this imaginary world my fantasies bleed, cry, kill and give life. They lust, love and hate.
All this is done with a key stroke, at my whim.
This is my drug of choice.
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