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Writer’s Block

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Her mind is blank, but if these walls could talk for her, only then might you fathom the extent of her suffering. In the dead of night, they watch as she wakes gasping for air as if a cinder block has come crashing down onto her chest. While on solid ground she’s falling, losing her grip by the second, slipping farther while her aching fingertips are desperately trying to hold on.

Wandering aimlessly, she hasn’t a clue what she’s searching for. She’s trapped in a mirror maze of pure nothingness, accompanied only by several of her own helpless reflections staring back at her. She scours every corner, but amidst the flashing lights she’s lost all sense of direction.

The walls of this glass box she’s in cave, and through the thickening air she screams, yet nobody can hear her. All that’s on the tip of her tongue is the saltiness of her tears. She’s tormented by the the deafening silence inside her head.

What a beautiful tragedy it is for a writer’s heart to carve its own wounds. She lies awake on nights like these, tossing and turning, listening for distant murmurs. The closer they get, the clearer they sound and she can begin to slowly stitch her heart back together.

She remains restless until her heart is woven by the strings of all the words she’s for so long been trying to find. The mere presence of a single thought reinvigorates her entire being. At last she can breathe again.

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As this final day of August was nearing, I feared I had nothing to say. I was experiencing the most intensely horrifying feeling any writer could have: writer’s block. I always thought there was no feasible way to put in to words the feeling of not knowing what to write about, as someone it should come so easily to. But, I thought, what if there was? And so, as I lay restless in bed one late night, I typed a list of words to describe all that I was feeling: panic, confusion, frustration, and so on. In doing so, suddenly my mind was filled with constellations of letters forming all the right words to give you this melodramatic tale.

Logophile

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“Every secret of a writer’s soul, every experience of his life, every quality of his mind, is written large in his works.” — Virginia Woolf

The greatest romance you’ll ever know is that of a writer and her soul. Her love language is storytelling, a pen to paper, her true love’s kiss. In her grasp she glides it over delicate sheets of ivory and leads the sweetest slow dance. 

“You should write because you love the shape of stories and sentences and the creation of different words on a page.” — Annie Proulx

Enticed by the shape of words, her soul is awakened. Like blank pages of a story unwritten, the writer’s soul begs to speak. It’s a fatal affair, her pen bleeds to ease this consuming passion.

“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at the typewriter and bleed.” — Ernest Hemingway

To be stripped of her voice she wouldn’t mourn, but she vowed to never let a word be left unsaid. She’s devoted to the creation of poems and proses. When scintillating syntax seduces her there is no finer bliss.

“A person is a fool to become a writer. His only compensation is absolute freedom. He has no master except his own soul, and that, I am sure, is why he does it.” — Roald Dahl 

The writer fears she may never meet her muse. For the moment she simply falls in love with every verse etched in black. So when my words are all that is left of me, I hope you understand I’m just a girl who loves writing. 

“A word after a word after a word is power.” — Margaret Atwood

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I believe even if we don’t understand it, there is meaning in everything. With this in mind, I was intrigued to learn more about the idea of synchronicity. This is the simultaneous occurrence of seemingly unrelated events with no feasible explanation. These “meaningful coincidences” are thought to be universal “signs”. If you often see repeating numbers or you think of something happening and it does, then you’ve experienced it. Such phenomenon happened to me recently. I was gifted a shirt with the saying “just a girl who loves writing” on it. Unbeknownst to my mother who gave me the shirt, over a year ago, I had randomly made up and typed out a very similar mantra. So, this Valentine’s Day I took this as a sign and got the inspiration to share my love for words, the art of written expression. I hope you love it!

I typed “just a girl who loves to write” under my Instagram bio over a year before receiving a shirt with the saying ”just a girl who loves writing”.