I Have a Lot to Say, But Rarely Share

Have you given any thoughts to writing about it. Write a short story. Describe the scene. Point out items or objects you want the reader to see. Add something soft like a piece of velvet. Use words that the reader can imagine the feel or the taste. Sometimes music is calming. I am not that much into Classical. However when I feel an anxiety spell coming I can open my computer to a pianist and all I need to do is sit back and relax. Find sounds you see and hear in nature.
So many people fine nature scenes very calming. My opening for my computer is a Saltwater Aquarium.
That is how I actually began and completed writing my first book.
I loved to read and just completed my most recent paperback and thought to myself...anyone can write. Describe the weather outside. Stop and smell the rain that is soon to come and feel the wind. Describe your feelings your thoughts.
When you get to a point you can stop to read what you have typed, you then are amazed by the thoughts you had been holding onto.
That's my 'FEEL GOOD'
Nobody knows what you want to say more than your own self.
And again you do this for no other but your own self.
Something of mine~
CHAPTER ONE
She was already dressed and out the door an hour before dawn. The smile on her face glowed in the dark, as the bicycle raced down the road for the mile and a half she'd have to ride. By far this was not her first time down this gutted rocky road. She'd been going there most every day of the past year, doing homework on the school bus to have more time to spend at the farm. Mama didn't mind. She had her hands full with the new baby and was glad she no longer had to feel guilty about not spending so much time with her elder daughter.
*a girl from a very poor home rescues a very expensive Mare from an abusive rider. This mare refused to have anyone else near her but this one small girl she trusted. *was a mere creation and it became a book. Simply allowing my own thoughts to become real inside my mind.

Hi there, I'm Carla... I have always been the shy one. I find it rather amazing that now I am the older one.. (ha ha) I can be more open and direct. You and I may well get along quite well.

Love it. 'Talkers' are exhausting.

saves up on oxygen.