Yep. This writing rules. Even a short little post just to say hey and howdy. Writing is writing. Words are words. When you’re in the flow and the words come, it can be walking to a cloudy sky on the evening. Like poetry or a verse or a silent melody.
Let the words out. You know you can. Excuses are like broken promises. So sit down. Hold the phone. Feel the power. The sunset commands.
You really cannot resist. Because the words compel and you obey.