One night, two months later, while I was sleeping, a surge of creativity hit me like a Mack truck running over a toddler and I hopped out of bed and wrote the most divine poem I’d ever written in my life. It was the culmination of all my trials and tribulations over the years, being locked in the closet, my mentor dying in the car crash, my best friend being shot in an alley, the love Jasmine and I made, and the emptiness I felt in my heart despite it all.
Alright, it's time to get serious here. Many writer's rely on the former and look down upon the latter because they either fined them too restricting or they take them in the strictest interpretation. Motivation and Passion are great things, especially when they're being used correctly toward the right goals. The thing about them though, … Continue reading Motivation and Passion vs. Discipline and Purpose
It floats in the air with an eerie grace The witches spot it and it’s no mistake, They hop on their brooms and give chase, Hoping to attain the string that will take Them from this place.