I Used To Write
I used to write... Or at least thats what i call it for lack of better phrasing.
When Yahoo chat rooms were still in their prime i would find myself wandering through, just to stumble across the faceless brilliance on the other side of the line from myself. I would take such joy in collaborating with another mind volleying pharagraph after paragraph between two unique minds.
I miss it.
After hours of suspense and mystery with each passing page that was created two characters- with the assistancd of a supporting cast of course- the scenes would blossom into a short (sometimes not so short) musing of anxt and tension shared between two people who (in our eyes) were destined to not spend their lives apart- no matter how hard we tried to write it so...
The intensity and anticipation was such a joy to look forward to, but seemingly as all things do, it came to an end.
I would love to be able to find a platonic connection with another writer like that again. Someone who i can also help to stretch out their imagination muscles while feeding my own a little selfishly
When Yahoo chat rooms were still in their prime i would find myself wandering through, just to stumble across the faceless brilliance on the other side of the line from myself. I would take such joy in collaborating with another mind volleying pharagraph after paragraph between two unique minds.
I miss it.
After hours of suspense and mystery with each passing page that was created two characters- with the assistancd of a supporting cast of course- the scenes would blossom into a short (sometimes not so short) musing of anxt and tension shared between two people who (in our eyes) were destined to not spend their lives apart- no matter how hard we tried to write it so...
The intensity and anticipation was such a joy to look forward to, but seemingly as all things do, it came to an end.
I would love to be able to find a platonic connection with another writer like that again. Someone who i can also help to stretch out their imagination muscles while feeding my own a little selfishly
