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It takes one gesture to cheer a heart of crusha spirit.
Choose your gestures well.
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Do you feel the words when it is written that read...You are Safe, Loved and Always in my Heart.
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In less that 12 hours, you would leave me.
They told me you left over 12 days ago but I refused to believe.
I wanted to hope.
I needed to hope.
I felt you.
Then I didn't.
Then I wasn't sure.
Amd then I pretended.
Pretended to be mad, sad, and alone; but I knew you were still here.
How dare they judge.
But they proved the truth.
You were never meant to walk this eart.
You merely passed thorugh this world using me to fly through.
With dried up tears, I say thank you.
With a deep breath, I cherish knowing you.
Your presence made footprints which will forever be on my heart.
Your absence created a shadow which will forever force me to find the sun.
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When I pick up a pen, I often pause to consider if a story is worth writing. I make this decision by how the inspiration and the influences that surround the idea of the story affects me. If the story affects me to the point that I must sit and write, I set a timer, and do it.
I seldom pause when writing with a pen in hand, therefore the scribbles are most likely only legible to me. I once tried to learn shorthand so that I could write faster, but the dashes and slashes and symbols were too forieng to understand.
The cool thing about handwritten rough drafts is that I can abbreviate, use private symbols or even write the word "ELAB" when I want to elaborate more in the typed version of the story. Typing the rough draft is easy, editing is not so easy. When typing the words I slow down seeing the edtis that need to be made such as punctuation, verb tense, and spacing.
My type A personality doesn't allow me to h and editing over to just anyone. My trusted sources provide me with what I need, yet I am still responsible to make the final edits, something I want to let go of a little. Every page I type, I can get sidetracked wihtthe aesthetics of the layour. But truth is I just want the storiues to be as pleasing as the visual words on the page.
The reality is the effective words on the pages in some of my stroies may not bring peave when the cover closes, but they will certainly affect the reader.
In my journals and my everyday life, my writins are often reflective. In the stories I write, I have many moments where I reflecgt on the what ifs, whys and the what would I have done in that circumsatance. I suppose that is the way effective writings work. An effective story, has words that provide an effective way to affect someone's thoughts. They certainly have affected me or I wouldn't have picked up the pen.
(Submitted to Write Angles Conference 2018 )