As writers we are ultimate overseers of the worlds within words.
The power to create and destroy those worlds is ours. It's all or nothing on a free-flight of imagination.
And it all begins with a stroke of a key, the sweep of a pen nub on parchment, the whisper of an idea into a tape recorder or a crayon on lined paper. We then catch that wave of thought and turn it into a story, a poem or a brilliant treatise on "greening." And all along, the writer who is shaping those words is shaped by them.
How many times do we look out at a vast ocean of possible worlds in words, only to dig our toes into the sand on the shore and yearn?
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