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Writing A Story Is... ?

7/5/2021

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Writing a story is snuggling into the rabbit hole, deep underground with no life vest, no air to breathe, and no flashlight to light the way. It is a puzzle floating in the air in a world where the law of gravity doesn't exist. It's a perfectly woven spider web that is completely invisible to the human eye. It is a dream one forgets the moment they wake. It is a life ones lives only once they die. Writing a story is jumping off of a cliff without a parachute. Or with a parachute what won't open. (Choose whichever is worse). Writing a story is eating yourself when you are a devout vegan. Biting and chewing without teeth. It's speaking without a voice. It's writing without a pen. It's saying something without saying nothing at all. Writing a story is inventing a memory, and forgetting it because all it actually is -- is just a memory. Writing a story is kismet. It's magic. It's chance. It's the exact moment, the exact place for something to drop down from the ethers of the subconscious, of the divine, of the Gods of writing. Writing a story is a never-ending zoom in shoot into one's self. Writing a story is flow, or the lack thereof. Writing a story is beginning, middle, and end. Writing a story is point A and whatever happens until point Z. Writing a story is simple, really. It's no biggie at all. Any CHILD can do that. And child does that. Writing a story doesn't require words. Or thoughts. Or point whatsoever. Writing a story is unconscious behavior. It's living itself. Writing a story is letting it write itself. Writing a story is hammering away hours and hours and days and months and years and years and years away. Writing a story is retreats, and vacations, and research, and travels, and writing blocks, and final drafts, and re-writes, and notes, and self doubt, and pride, and mystery, and curiosity, and FUN. Writing a story is FUN. Writing a story is hell. And joy. And hell. And love. And hell, god dammit! And GOD. Writing a story is GOD. Writing a story is being a story. Is being human. Is I AM. Is I AM YOU. Writing a story is WE. Is Us. Is THEM. Writing a story means nothing. Writing a story means everything. And nothing at all
Writing a story is why I am here. And where I want to be. And who I am. And who I was. And Who I long to be. And who YOU are. And who she, and he, and it, and they, and us. Writing a story is imagination. And mistakes. And plot points. And shifts. And turns. And reveals. And surprises. And magic. Writing a story is magic. Writing a story is music. Is music that plays behind the ears. It's music that deaf can hear. It's beauty that blinds can see. Writing a story is noble. Writing a story is crass. Writing a story is a waste of time. Writing a story is making time precious. Making time stop, halt, freeze. Making time MINE. Writing a story is ultimate indulgence. Writing a story is selfless, altruistic, generous. Writing a story is personal, is raw, is crawl, is painful, is delicious. It's absurd. Writing a story is absurd, is ridiculous, is lonely. Writing a story is lonely. Writing a story is safe. Writing a story is. Writing a story is. Writing a story IS. Writing a story. Writing a. Writing. Writing. Writing. Writn. Writ. Wri. Wr. W. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .   .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .    .    .    .    .    .    .    .    .      .       .      .      .      .      .      .      .      .       .       .       .       .        .        .        .        .        .        .         .         .         .         .         .         .         .

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    In April 2020, while experiencing  her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig  pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling.

    What evolved is a collection of short stories, poems, life lessons, blurbs and even a play or two.  

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