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I write because….

I write because I have to. The words flow in my head until I cannot take it anymore and have to get them out somehow…

I listen to the words in my head, and  I think, what is this? A song, a book, a poem, a conversation I need to have?. I  don’t know…

I don’t know that it matters. I have to get it out somehow. I have to clean the slate, to start the fountain up again…

Writer photoI write because I love to play with words until I’m drained. The beauty of the rhyme, the beauty when the words flow together….

I write because I have to. I cannot turn it off. I play the scripts in my head all day. I jot them down sometimes if I can. I sing them out with a voice like breaking  glass. I feel so relaxed as the words flow all around me….

I write because I can.