The mind of a a writer:
I walk through the Thesaurus river trying not to get my boots filled with synonyms as I continue to swat the nagging grammar rules from my hair. It sure is a trip out here in the jungles of the writers mind. I remember walking through the city of art and reading a map on where to get out but it seems now that I can no longer remember where I am. I remember passing the library of inspiration right before the mountains of big words but I can't remember if i was to turn left at wonder log or go right towards the swamp of writers block. I guess i will continue down the river, after all i see the forest of pens and pencils up ahead. That should mean something good. Internet land should be right after the forest or was it back by the mountains. The mind of a writer is a jungle filled with creatures of all sorts and i am here, making my way past the statistic song birds and the mathematical mother geese. This is an adventure through the keyboard and I am in love.
A mind should not be locked away or limited. Set your mind free and let your fingers dance their way across the keyboard. Write with a passion. Show the world the ends of your mind. Take them on a trip and exercise your thoughts!
I walk through the Thesaurus river trying not to get my boots filled with synonyms as I continue to swat the nagging grammar rules from my hair. It sure is a trip out here in the jungles of the writers mind. I remember walking through the city of art and reading a map on where to get out but it seems now that I can no longer remember where I am. I remember passing the library of inspiration right before the mountains of big words but I can't remember if i was to turn left at wonder log or go right towards the swamp of writers block. I guess i will continue down the river, after all i see the forest of pens and pencils up ahead. That should mean something good. Internet land should be right after the forest or was it back by the mountains. The mind of a writer is a jungle filled with creatures of all sorts and i am here, making my way past the statistic song birds and the mathematical mother geese. This is an adventure through the keyboard and I am in love.
A mind should not be locked away or limited. Set your mind free and let your fingers dance their way across the keyboard. Write with a passion. Show the world the ends of your mind. Take them on a trip and exercise your thoughts!
Let the plants of your mind sprout through all the cracks and keep watering them with new information!