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I make note of a thought that may not come back. I scribble down a memory that I wish to cherish. I pen down a character when I meet an individual I hope I could immortalise. I let the sceneries, objects and people around inspire me. I express a feeling. I share the joy. I spread the love. I voice the anger. I complete what I start. I make the words count. I write.
Between cotton sheets, between magazines.
Between cuddles, between arguments.
Between notepads, between laundry piles.
I write.
At work, at lunch hour. In Metro, in the cab. At events, at conferences. In the kitchen, in cubicles.
I don’t judge my first drafts, my completed works.
I just write.
For, “Write, whenever (& whatever) you can, and even when you can’t. And write until you reach the end.” Is the best advice I can ever give anyone.
words, elsewhere....
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