The cursor skiddered across the page with deliberate purpose. As it dragged me along for the ride, I watched in horror as it snuffed out his life. It was merciless and I was unable to stop it. The callousness with which it struck was appalling, yet I was forced to witness the brutality. I was powerless to do anything but watch as the cursor concluded its bloody assault.
My heart is pounding. My hands shake above the keyboard. I add the final period, hit Enter and end the scene.
Copyright (C) 2017 Penny Wilson
I’m a writer.
I said it. It’s not something I’ve allowed myself to say until now.
I’ve been writing off and on since I was a kid. But the last 5 or 6 years, the keyboard has really called to me. THIS is when I am the happiest. THIS is where I’ve found my purpose.
I’ve found my niche.
But to call myself a Writer? Heck, I’ve just been having a good time!
Sometimes my muse will disappear and the keyboard gathers dust. But other times, like now, I can’t wait to sit down and start writing!
I’ve been blogging now for more than 5 years. In addition to my blog, I have 2 novels that I’m working on.
So yeah, I’m a writer!
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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When I get inspiration for something to write about, it is usually just a small “ping”. It’s just a wisp of an idea. The exception is my longer pieces, stories. These I usually have at least the basic plot and flow of the story in mind before I start.
I had a real “ping” today. http://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/ RonovanWrites has a wonderful blog that you should take a look at. He did a poem yesterday inspired by a picture. You can find it here. http://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2014/06/28/truth-in-a-picture/
Not only is the poem beautiful and thought provoking, but today, Ronovan went into explanation as to how the poem “wrote itself”. http://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2014/07/01/how-i-wrote-a-poem/
This train of thought is what gave me fuel today. That “ping”.
When I sit down to write, most of the time I am completely swept away by the story or point I want to make. I fall down The Rabbit Hole. My journey is usually one that is unexpected.
I have heard other writers make the same type of reference. I had no idea how true it was until recently. What may start out as a humorous story may end up being a real tear-jerker. I just never know where my keyboard will take me.
The world falls away and I am carried to that magical, mystical place that only few know. When I am completely immersed in something, I don’t want to pull myself back into reality. The feeling is exhilarating and powerful! It’s something I have come to crave.
When I don’t get my fix; when my keyboard is on strike, I feel let down, disappointed somehow.
I am not as prolific a writer as many of the wonderful people I follow on WordPress. I want to be, believe me. I need my fix.
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