Why I Write I was not born a writer. I write because I am a lover of words. I like to breathe life and meaning into these symbols of thought. I want to lift the word from the mind or page, give it air to make a sound, then shape and mold it into meaning. …
The Written Word
The Written Word I write because I am a lover of words. I want to breathe hope into this joy of being alive. Give it air to make a sound then shape and mold the sound into a word. Give it meaning, so one day I will read these words and remember, why I am …
New Beginnings
New Beginnings There is a lone mountain in the view from my bedroom window. One might think it is not a big deal except for the fact that every day it is different. The same way each day and each minute is different from the last. I can look out of my bedroom window 100 …
Hate — The Word
Hate — The Word The price of hating other human beings is loving oneself less. — Eldridge Cleaver *hate — feel intense or passionate dislike for (someone) : the boys hate each other | he was particularly hated by the extreme right. • have a strong aversion to (something) : he hates flying | [with infinitive …
