Just A Little Piece

This is just a piece from something I was writing earlier today. I don’t know where this will be placed and I’m not sure where I’m going with this. But here, out of the shadows, made for anyone to see, is just a tiny little piece of my daydreams.

This is not our reality, of course. No. This is more of a diluted reality. One in which poetry is tangible and colors are felt. In my own opinion, colors should very well be felt instead of just stared at as if they mean nothing at all. Colors are an important part of life. Without colors, how would we express ourselves and our emotions in a vibrant way? What if everything was in black and white? I would think life would be drab and indeed a bore. But, if we never knew color at all then what would we feel about it? So many questions to be pondered but let’s just lie about and enjoy the scenery, shall we?

There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.

-Ernest Hemingway

A Shadow No More

“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.”

-Maya Angelou

I need to write every single day. No matter how good I feel it is or if it’s a few sentences or paragraphs. I just need to write. Once an idea flows it doesn’t stop. It becomes easier and easier. You just. Can’t. Stop.

I will be using this blog to help me get some of my writing out there and hopefully get some positive feedback, or any feedback really. I just want my ideas written down and maybe someone will see it and it will make them smile. I have always been afraid to let my creations public but I cannot be afraid anymore. Writers cannot be afraid. They need to bleed their dreams onto their pages so they can gain life. We must give our work a job. Let it go out there and inspire others to get out of the shadows and be as free as the wind.

Here goes nothing!