Writing is like jumping off a high dock in marshy water.
Faces hovering nearby waiting to see you brave, each a commentary of probability vs. doubt.
Then, just like the arms wide open descent into the watery blue…the writer, heart wide open, writes her soul and approached by a friend hears “I feel what you write.”
“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside.” Maya Angelou

“the writer, heart wide open, writes her soul and approached by a friend hears ‘I feel what you write.'”
This is so very true. It is one of the most rewarding things to see the words from your heart touch someone else’s.
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Thanks for the comment! This happened last night at a volleyball match.
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