When youu was a kid and someone asked what youu wanted to be what was your answer?
I wanted to be an Archaeologist. Watched too much Jurassic park & Indiana Jones
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Carla1951 · 70-79, F
I loved my life as a child. I was able to create in my mind stories of who I wanted to be like and how I would change. I never focused on a person. More in things I wanted to do.
I wanted to make a change for my future. I could conger up daydreams of who I wanted to be like. Not an actress or a singer. They were my pictures; My collective memories turned into words.
My mind was set to plan how I wanted to change/or alter the life I was currently living.
Not till my 40's I began to write. It began one late afternoon when I just turned the last page of a book I was reading.
In my mind I felt the words I read. All the stories seemed to have he same thoughts in common. And so I began to type the scene. Describing what I saw in my mind. My first thought was the scene most stories opened to. The Weather. I had to set a picture. A photograph for the reader to see and hear. Then the thought my character was going to be one of the 'good guys'. I revealed her with good and protective thoughts.
The scene that appeared in my mind was a man beating relentlessly a lovely mare, that though she tried, her efforts were squandered with yet another slap from his whip.
In this scene, I became this beautiful animal. Trying to escape from the pain.
Today my poetry is a release of emotions. Memories gathered with sorrow that only my words can change. The words flew out through my fingers as I typed.
It is in THIS fashion I write. With emotion only I am able to create with words. To allow others to see the scenic view, and to feel the emotional pain and fear.
I know there are other writers in here. You write because you need to release the words, that become the next scene. And as you create the story the words become emotions only you, the writer can create.
Now, for those who write or desire to create, tell me what inspires you to 'preserve' your thoughts?
I wanted to make a change for my future. I could conger up daydreams of who I wanted to be like. Not an actress or a singer. They were my pictures; My collective memories turned into words.
My mind was set to plan how I wanted to change/or alter the life I was currently living.
Not till my 40's I began to write. It began one late afternoon when I just turned the last page of a book I was reading.
In my mind I felt the words I read. All the stories seemed to have he same thoughts in common. And so I began to type the scene. Describing what I saw in my mind. My first thought was the scene most stories opened to. The Weather. I had to set a picture. A photograph for the reader to see and hear. Then the thought my character was going to be one of the 'good guys'. I revealed her with good and protective thoughts.
The scene that appeared in my mind was a man beating relentlessly a lovely mare, that though she tried, her efforts were squandered with yet another slap from his whip.
In this scene, I became this beautiful animal. Trying to escape from the pain.
Today my poetry is a release of emotions. Memories gathered with sorrow that only my words can change. The words flew out through my fingers as I typed.
It is in THIS fashion I write. With emotion only I am able to create with words. To allow others to see the scenic view, and to feel the emotional pain and fear.
I know there are other writers in here. You write because you need to release the words, that become the next scene. And as you create the story the words become emotions only you, the writer can create.
Now, for those who write or desire to create, tell me what inspires you to 'preserve' your thoughts?