Writing is easy, just write a little each day.
They say.
It doesn't matter what you write about, just put something on the paper.
They say.
Once you start the habit, it will come naturally.
Or, so they say.
But, do they have this jumble of thoughts and ideas and plots and characters all floating around in a nebula? How do you sort one story from another? And how do you remove yourself from the process? Because I can't seem to get out of my own way.
Write from experience.
They say.
Write what you know.
They say.
My experience is not unique. My perspective may be, but it is overshadowed with pain and doubt. I can't accurately describe what I've been through because I am living it. I don't have the luxury of time to smooth the rough edges. It is raw and uneven and not coherent at times.
It will get better.
They say.
You'll move on.
They say.
Someday you'll be OK again.
They say.
I don't like to listen to what they say. I don't know if I can believe them. How do I know who to trust any more?
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