Writing the Blank Page
The ink of a cheap gel pen smears across the
page as I furiously attempt to capture what
those before me have. The words they wrote
captivated me into believing that I also could
create literary beauty in minutes. The letters
from two lines ago continue to smear into
complete nonsense, yet the story flows into
my brain and onto the page too fast to stop.
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Love:
The letters
from two lines ago continue to smear into
complete nonsense, yet the story flows into
my brain and onto the page too fast to stop.
“The words they wrote captivated me into believing that I also could create literary beauty in minutes”—this is so relatable. The greats make it look so easy. Even though the blank page can be intimidating, I’m proud you decided to write anyway!
Too fast to stop–indeed….