DoorwaysI write when I feel down. I write to cleanse my soul... ...My life. Is revealed. Through doorways that I rather keep shut.Doorways
I write when I feel emotionally exerburant... ...To help me through the process. Of life. Which is revealed. Through doorways that I want to lock.
I write to write. To accomplish something... ...In life. That is revealed. Through doorways that other people can look through.
The doorways are my words, my actions, my way of being. My Self is one long corridor of doorways &n
PumaHow I write...Okay. So wondering how I come up with all this wierd stuff? Here's a perfect example: I was emailed by a friend with the subject, "Cats and Dogs??" So I sat down and wrote my first draft. Here it its:How I write...
The cats cast shadows on my soul, and yet, the meaning of this life, of mine, is that the soul should cast a light.
Outward and onward we see the day, and the shadow disapears in to the night, soon becoming more than just a cat,
becoming a dog, a canine, a heinz 57 mutt that follows your heels gently, and solomnly, until it hears that rasphy noise
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Nice work! Keep it up!
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