I find writing more effective than speaking for sharing my feelings. Writing lets me express myself in a form I can keep and revisit. Spoken words fade, but written words remain, providing a lasting reminder that's always there when summoned.
When I think about life, my words come naturally, and writing lets every thought and feeling be preserved, ready to revisit.
I am inspired to write rather than speak my emotions about everyday occurrences, leaving a lasting impression that touches me in one way or another, and remains in limbo until called upon to put it into meaningful written words.
For many years, I spoke the words to audiences of eager young adults who craved the next sentence I spoke like eager beavers hanging on every word they would retain to be used in their professions. Then, like a light switch, I stopped speaking and began writing.
I realized I had so much more to say when I let the pen do the talking, and all I had to do was supply the concept, and the words flowed. Now, three books and 1000 blogs later, I continue to write about anything and everything my mind and heart want me to write.
I'm still in awe at the volumes of stories I've penned, and I never lose sight of the gift given to me. In reality, written words come to be through my imagination and heartfelt memories, which only come to life through my pen and a blank sheet of paper.
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