My fellow writers

Hello my fellow writers

In my experience a blank sheet of rectangular looking paper can be excitingly great and meaningfully frightening. Almost every writer will definitely agree with me (although some will disagree ) for/to me that's true. As of now, my tongue lashes across the station of my fm dash-joy band, it would be as if we had a chance to greet personally. Me: I would only look you into the   your eyes imagining an smile that explores your ears corner. But what about my thoughts, what will I say: pay attention, be attentive to the Indian guy inside your head (your - mind). Play with the feeling of your mood and dangle with your every   let your thoughts dangle. Throw sounds up in the wide air , catch   them - turn it  them around to see the other shape. Bring the dead to be alive/ back to life . Life merely is a living (?) they told me- that's when I was a baby boy. Only I've grown to be better understanding even though I may not be right (my philosophy suggests there's no truth.)Anyway my thought : life is a typical vacation. So speed  spend it wisely, look at all those painful strings you'd put together for this may be once and done once. Then , writing is vacation pulling all those strings to valuable critiques greatness that awaits you. Being a writer a is really nasty , an awful sight, such as rice, flour, sugar
and cornmeal stired to be a very, very delicious meal. What's the best part of being a successful writer?