Head Writing

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Hi There!

Reality is still going on so my writing is happening more and more only in my head. Do you think that would be a problem for you to read?

Since I was 8 or 9 years old I have been writing; of course my writing has changed through the years, that’s for sure, but as I said before now it is only happening in my head, it’s like my writing wants to be upgraded, meaning it wants to have a voice, yeah! it wants its own voice, but that is just insane right? Because, at the instant our thoughts are on writing, they have a voice, but on the other hand who really gives that voice to the writing? Is it the author or the reader. I guess you can say it is all about the perception of how we see at things. True be told I have been creating this posts in my head, but now that I am in front of the page I’m not able to put them into words, but before this post turns into something that will make you run away from Reading it let me tell you, no, let me confess something to you: Sometimes I get upset, mad, I get angry, but at the same time I’m really trying to avoid exploiting in thousand of words that I will for sure regret had said them, so I run from the scene of the almost crime, I keep quiet and my head starts talking, but I am talking in writing style, does that make sense to you? Anyway, I do it and guess what for some reason I start to calm down. I promise next time I will write to you a story.

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Published by: sserrat

I'm the new black, but in color and that color is all the words that come up from inside my head. Fact: This Blog is for me to feel like a real writer. It's just like the feeling that the characters from the movie "you got mail" felt when those words appeared on the screen, that's how I feel when I clicked on P.U.B.L.I.S.H.E.D. That's just a great feeling. I can't see myself no writing in the sense of forever. Writing is magic and when you read me becomes true and when you comment starts to scream. I just love it. A place to be, to let myself go.

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