Every time I hear that song "The Heart Wants What it Wants" by Selena Gomez, I automatically think about what tugs my heart at all four "corners": writing. It's what I've always loved doing. It's what I want to make a career out of. Honestly, I can't imagine doing anything else with my life.
I remember wanting to be an airline pilot in high school. A part of me still loves to fly, but it's not what drives me to get up out of bed. I should be honest--what literally drives me to get myself out of my warm, comfortable bed is food. Beyond that, writing is what calms my heart, feeds a deep yearning and satisfies my itching fingers. (Although, sometimes they hurt so badly after I'm done, but it's well worth the pain when the story is finished).
Writing brings the pain and pleasure to the surface. Somehow putting my thoughts on paper makes life so much easier. The flow from my brain to my fingers into the pencil releases such energy I can't explain. Those adjectives connected with nouns swirling around those adverbs make my breathing relaxed. When my heart writes, it's set free.
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