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I have a constant paranoia that I will suddenly be no longer able to express things through words.
The most constant thread of my work has been the idea that there is something sacred and powerful about childhood imagination, and now more than ever, I am feeling my mind delivered from that holy place of floating in ideas and pictures.
I can feel the childhood leaving me. I can feel the magic leaving me.
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Hey y'all, I thought this was a tiny write... oooops. If you see this just pretend it's in the tiny write section
I've felt this too. I think that as we get older our work changes with us. I don't feel the same way or believe the same things as my younger self and I think my writing reflects that. It's one of the coolest things about YWP, that I have a place where I can look back on my writing through out the years and see how I've grown and changed. But I think you never get to old do express yourself with words. In fact, I think the longer you've lived the more you have to share.
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