Monday, 23 March 2015

I desperately want to write. 

I want to depict the beauty, the monstrosity, the audacity in ordinary, mundane things. I want to describe the man on the bus as he reads his book on the way to work. I want to describe the child who farts non-stop when I am sitting next to her. I want to personify the emotions. 

I want, I want, I want

Someone once told me that I could make even laundry sound interesting, but that was so long ago. Even if I could describe something to a fairly good standard, it never goes anywhere, there's never any story, any twists or any phenomenal character growth. 

Why is it so difficult? 

Can someone please drop me some ideas off to kick-start my creativity. 

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