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It simply means, I won't stop until I write as effortlessly as Tessane sings ... as quickly as Bolt runs ... as competently as grandma Edith use to bake ... as ....as ... I won't stop until I master it!

Writing for me was just a late night fling. A one night stand that lasted too long. Now, we're in a relationship. A relationship where disillusionment is often replaced with delusion.

Delusion that makes me believe people will actually read. Delusion that makes me believe I have something to say and it can only be said my way. Delusion that makes me believe I'll write in a way that lifts the spirit, caresses the heart, connects with the soul and ... dear God, I'm really delusional.
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That's way too deep.

Trust me, if I get a smile or even a smirk, am good. Because deep down, I think that's the goal of anyone who dares to write.

They want people to share in their stories, relate to it, have some sort of emotional reaction. They want their words to connect.

I'm not able to do that (yet), but someday I will. Until then, I practice. I practice because last week delusion shifted to reality when I realized some of my sistrens and a few brethrens were taking a peek

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