The other day I came upon an old diary of mine and opened it. There lay in it’s pages my thoughts of the days of yore. Thoughts I had penned when I was studying in middle school. It contained my take on the characters I saw in movies. Recollections of the past times hit me. I realized on that day that I had written every word on that diary without being aware at the time that it gave me a release from the thoughts that occupied my mind. Giving voice to my musings was a pleasure. It freed my mind. And oh! the excitement when a couple of my articles got published in the Sunday edition of the daily newspaper that we bought.
I fully understood the thrills of writing as I reached my adult stage. Writing has allowed me to express my thoughts and ideas in an uninhibited manner, in an unabashed way without a feeling of fear or a sense of shame. What an enjoyment to skim the thoughts from my mind and give it the form of the written word. What a pleasure to catch an idea or a character floating about and give it coherence through the written word and ultimately the form of a story or a novel.
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