Stories. Safe Places. Writers. Friends.

 

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We all need a creative outlet.

We all need a safe place.

Writers need to write.

Writers need a safe place to write.

We all need a safe place to be ourselves.

We all need a safe place to mouth off.

We all need a safe place to cry.

True friends won’t run away.

We all need to laugh.

We all need people we can trust.

True friends can be hard to find.

It can be hard to find a safe place.

Writing can be a safe place all its own.

Writing can be like survival. Writing is essential for a writer.

It can be hard to find a true friend.

It can be hard to find a friend.

The world isn’t devoid of people, all kinds of people.

Sometimes, it’s only possible to see rubble, blinded by pain, or tears.

Good friends exist, even among rubble and ruins.

The world isn’t devoid of good people.

Beautiful souls do exist in the world.

Beautiful people do exist.

Sometimes, I need that reminder.

You are beautiful.

All people are beautiful.

All people are made in God’s image. So all are beautiful.

Many people are kind in this world. Many are not. Many just exist, empty. Many just coast along in blindness.

If you have a story to write, write it.

Carry a notebook and pen everywhere.

Keep your eyes open.

Observe and notice.

We all have a story to tell. We all have stories.

Writers need readers.

We all need friends.

We all need to see beauty.

We all need to see kindness.

We all need to be the beauty that someone else sees.

We all need to be kindness.

 

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I read some good writing not too long ago.

Very imaginative, excellent dialogue, and fascinating plot.

Was it a story meant only to tell a story? or meant for another purpose? a deeper hidden meaning?

Much fiction holds a deeper meaning.

Poetry uses language in one way to convey another meaning. Poetry is a beautiful use of language.

Writing and poetry. They bring life, words of life.

Words of beauty.

Words of hope.

We all have stories.

We all have messages.

Poems carry messages.

Stories carry messages.

What do they mean? We don’t always know. We can’t always tell. I can’t always tell.

We are all seekers. We all want to be heard. Writers want to be read. We all want to be known and understood.

Life is full of mysteries.

 

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