writers-on-writing

I wish my brain had an off switch. Maybe that way I could get some sleep.

Imagination is the real magic that exists in this world. Look inwards, to see outwards. And capture it in writing.

Writers are magicians. They write down words, and, if they're good, you believe that what they write is real, just as you believe a good magician has pulled the coins out of your ear, or made his assistant disappear.

In a suspended psychic state, writers cull words and symbols from the mystical world of memory, imagination, and intuition.

If you don__ do anything to capture and draw your memories__o matter whether you choose words, pencil, photography, or filming__he only place where they have a chance to exist is in your head, which can__ be called the most reliable place to store them; soon, they__ be lost forever_ leaving no trace, like they never existed_ like YOU never existed_ same as those billions and billions of lives that had already disappeared from the world.

Never stop when you are tired. Stop when you are done!

Sometimes saying 'goodbye' may be the best thing to say to someone!

Save your work, you may never know when the light will go off.

My wishes before I die, to fulfill my mission on earth; The writing of my life stories to inspired present and future generations.

I am grateful to the Lord for blessing my path as a writer.

Writing is mental exercise and the preeminent method to train the mind to achieve a desirable state of mental quietude. Meditative writing, a single pointed concentration of mental activity, induces an altered state of consciousness. Writing is studious rumination, a means to converse with our personal muse. Writing entails a period of forced solitude that enables us to meet and conduct a searching conversation with our authentic self. This contemplative dialogue with our true self is transformational. Writing is not a mere act but a journey of the mind into heretofore-unknown frontiers of the self.

True writers know that writing is not something they feel required to do,or to make a living they must do, it is quite frankly like breathing. Somecan breathe often and fluently, some short breaths, some a long exhaleand for many of us it is the patient steady breathing surrounding life.

The planet you inhabit is a single plane of infinite dimensions, stretched like a guitar string, and standing before you like a concubine waiting for your command.

We all have a place within us, that would like to rewrite the way our life was written out for us....That's why people want to become authors.

Words are my weapons. They might kill or cure the readers, that__ out of my control.

Begin to write, your heart will flow with sacred words.

Distraction is reading written word and when I seek to make distraction I write the words I wish to be enveloped in.

Words are not cubicles for truth telling. Words do not allow us to touch the face of God or define the contours of the soul. Words are imprecise and cannot capture all aspects of reality or replicate all facets of a person__ emotional mélange. Language allows for limited explorations of reality and minimal probing of the human mind. I accept that the only possible relation between language and the world is the image displayed in each person__ head by the picture invoking ability of language. Select word pictures might accurately portray what I perceive and still be vague, blatantly inaccurate, completely meaningless, misleading, distorted, or incomprehensible in other persons_ minds.