Fall into the flow

Only when I am trying to shut off my thoughts does my subconscious dance freely.

It’s a game we both play – a wicked dance.

When I need you or want you – you can’t help but saunter off into the corner.

Tucked away in comfort, drifting towards dreams you pull me out of bed.

A single scene, a glib piece of dialogue or a character that I know I’ve met but can’t place.

All entertainment, value and stories I need to hear but they don’t exist.

How can it be?

How can I put them down in words?

It will become an obsession –

It will eventually torment me – 

Maybe that will be enough. 

In Praise of my Ego

DSCN0749The Ego is define as a person’s sense of self importance- and to me it is vastly underrated.

It is my ego that lets me look at this view and say those few clouds should be with the rest below me.

 “After and only after my ego has taken me where I need to be, where I should be, will I think about giving it a break. I can’t promise I will look for humble though, don’t ask for that.”- A

Early Morning Writing Confessions

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The title might be a bit misleading depending on what part of the world you are in, it is not early morning but it’s early enough for me.

Last night I was brainstorming and working hard to figure out my plot for the last 20,000 words of my April Novel when the following questions bombarded my thoughts:

What if someone somewhere in the world is having the exact unique thought I am?

Who writes it down first?

Does it matter if neither one of us shares it?

What if we both do?

Is anything we write 100% original?