Writing
Writing is one of those things I aspire to do. It's kind of like when you watch the Olympics and suddenly want to take gymnastics. With me, I'll see something, as simple as some broken glass on the side of the road, and from it blooms a garden of glass flowers that an ancient wizard created. It serves a very special purpose until one day-I'll stop there, I think you get the point. Writing is such a beautiful thing. Good writers possess so much power, they can change the world, or at least the way their reader looks at the world. I have started so many stories, and time and time again, I never finish them. Usually it's because the bright, colorful, thrilling story in my head, doesn't end up looking that great on paper. Or I completely run out of ideas and end up looking aimlessly at my writing board on Pinterest. It's almost as if all of my creative juice pours out into the first word. Not a good thing. A few days ...