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It's a weird place from where I'll be pinning my thoughts down into words, today. Less regarded of the environment which has consumed me, I'm more strong-centered about doing what I love. Write.

They say , "the best of things hit you hard on the back of your head", meaning that what's best for you will come your way when you have contributed your best efforts and least expect the rewards. Somewhat familiar incident took place when I once read in The Tribune's article about how many a bunch had persued the idea of writing blogs . Initially the idea of words didn't impress me. And to be honest I can't even recall the moment I fell in love with writing. It's been a beautiful journey since and there was no looking back from the day I first, nervously, penned down my first blog post. Those moments are vividly impressed in my mind just like they happened yesterday.

Writing not only blessed me with an improved level of vocabulary but also a better and more complex way of moulding my thoughts into words, arranged in allies of sentences. Furthermore this instillation has opened me to value words and understand how every single sentence has underlying emotions attached to them.

Something from my collection that I'll like to share, goes like , "Every writer you know writes terribly first drafts, but they keep their butt in the chair. That's the secret of life. That's probably the main difference between you and them. They just do it. They do it by prearrangement with themselves. They do it as a debt of honor. They tell stories that come through them one day at a time, little by little. So the two main things about writing are : little by little and really god-awful first drafts. If you don't know where to start, remember that every single thing that happened to you is yours, and you get to tell it. You are going to feel like hell if you wake up someday and you never wrote the stuff that is tugging on the sleeves of your heart : your stories, memories, vision and songs, your truth, your version of things in your own voice. That's really all you have to offer us, and that's also why you were born."

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  1. Unknown27 September 2017 at 19:03

    Thanks for the pocket full of wisdom and inspiration 💙

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