And then you just write something. You sit down and w o r d s s p i l l o u t . They bend and twist, jump and dive, fly and fall. on the page under my fingers under my pen. They exist because of me. They are inside of me. t h e y a r e m e
The idea of writing can be traced back, years and decades and centuries, with millions and millions of writers. School boys and Shakespeare Writing connects. Writing protects. Writing destroys. Writing raises. Writing is everything.