When using the freewrite style of writing . . . write freely with no worries about the end result. The editor that sits on your shoulder, the inner critic. . . out the door. Give ’em the boot. Not invited to this party.
It’s not about the writing . . . it’s about the process.
The process of letting go. Trust yourself. Go with your imagination. Go with what’s on your mind.
Today’s writing prompt: I stand on the edge of . . .
Please follow and like us:
James Seamarsh
I stand on the edge of change, only to find it is not an edge. The edge is in my mind, my perception and fear of the different. The edge is that which is out of pattern, out of the usual. It is only an edge because I make it so, to protect myself from the effort and pain of change, afraid that all I have done up to now becomes pointless, terrified that everything I hope to do lacks meaning, lacks purpose. I stand on the edge of change, only to find it is not an edge, but a Möbius strip, a path that reveals no steps, no breaks, is smooth and continuous, but ends up turning my world upside down.