Renewal

The best stuff I have ever written were words that came bounding forth without thought. When characters loom in dark corners, emerging slowly from shadow and whisper, they are revealed in chaotic perfection. When I think of an idea for a story, barely the bones arrange themselves on the paper. The characters stand nervous before the reader in forced introduction. They tell of how they feel; they show nothing. The gaunt players are directed ignorantly through a course of events, yielding to declare their desire and yearning. The best stuff I have ever written sprung from my side. I finger my pockets inattentively for flaws in the seems, and find smooth stones. I retrieve them to discover they’re clear; they harbor worlds. In this world my pen seeks solace from explanation and analysis.

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About Anna Dawes

Writer. Blogger. Vegetarian. I have two dogs that make me a little insane. I'm a nursing student. I read a lot of feminist literature; I negate it by obsessing over fashion magazines. I listen mostly to lovely lady singers, read mostly female authors, and spend most of my days surrounded by beautiful women. I consider words to be a delicate medium that only the most willing artist can bring to light. In another life I was a classic thespian. I have a purple office.
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