Hi there again. Thanks for being here!
So the other day I was bored and so decided to go through the notes on my phone -you know, the little bits and pieces you type up hastily here and there, hoping to turn them into full-fledged stories some day. There were a lot of them, but as I scrolled through I couldn’t really see any of them morphing into a story, as if they were eggs destined never to hatch.
But they were there nonetheless and I thought what the heck, they may never turn into birds of paradise, but there is something inside them that might just along if I give them a little poke.
And that’s how the “100 Word Wisdom” project was born.
Enjoy the first edition. And please leave a comment if you have ever wondered why sometimes your words just won’t visit you too x
I like to write, but… sometimes the words just won’t come.
Sometimes I sit up late, because supposedly you wake up after everyone else has gone to bed. Still they won’t come. I get frustrated, angry, disappointed.
I write OK when I’m inspired; when I feel like I have something to give the world using my words.
But what about when I’m not? What about my words giving back something to me? Isn’t writing supposed to help me get through life when life knocks me down?
Where did my words go?