Three simple words.
And yet, the effort to admit that they are true… Not so simple.
It’s not okay.
We’re afraid to say it. Afraid that saying it will give it that air of finality that we’re terrified of. Afraid that saying it will make us weak. Afraid that saying it, will make it real.
We build walls around us. Try to hide our true feelings. Try to hide our pain. Try to hide our troubles. And somewhere along the way… We end up hiding us from our own selves.
We put up a brave front. Tell anyone who messes with us, anyone who hurts us, to fuck themselves. Tell ourselves that we’re okay on our own.
We keep the truth deep down inside us. Because we don’t want to be a coward by saying that it hurts.
But you know what?
It takes a real hardcore to let it all out. To lay their pain, naked, for all the world to see. To admit that they’re not okay.
That it’s not okay.
And when they’ve done that, they’re already on the path of healing.
Because when they admit that, they are no longer cowards. They may not be okay.
But they sure as hell are freakin’ awesome!
When Lucifer falls from heaven,
And the Fruit is bit in Eden.
When Cain kills brother Abel,
And when God’s voice turns to fable.
When man surrenders to envy,
And anger, greed and proud frenzy.
Thenceforth shall man’s doom be writ,
And the Path of Salvation lit.
Cross the Tunnel towards the light,
The Quest shall end in sweet respite!
In the Noble House of Black,
You’ll be welcomed with taunts and shrieks
And slave heads shall greet you from the rack,
In the Noble House of Black.
For hiding secrets, its walls have a knack,
So be careful when a wooden step creaks.
In the Noble House of Black,
You’ll be welcomed with taunts and shrieks.
Are you one of those brave writers attempting to write a novel this November?
Hola! You’re doing a great job! (Somebody had to say it
This post is for all you little soldiers of words! I have selected these quotes specifically to help you rejuvenate yourself as you take a much deserved break from the writing or to encourage you to write if you have been procrastinating!
(But, of course, motivation is necessary even for the regular writer! So NaNoWriMo or no, dive into the inspiration that follows! xD )
You are the magic. For you create something out of nothing! You are the god of your own world. Be fearless! Nothing can stop you there.
Your own words are your best guiding light! Nobody can tell you where your character is gonna land up. Apart from you!
Everybody is unique. And so is their story. Never look into your neighbour’s notebook and feel sad about your own! Because their notebook doesn’t have one important thing. You.
This one just speaks for itself, really! ❤
Remember, November is for writing! Don’t look back on the last chapter (or paragraph… or sentence!). Write! You have eons to edit your work!
Listen to your gut. Write what you believe in. Your story is amazing! And so are you… ❤
Aren’t we all guilty of suddenly exclaiming aloud when we find just the right word to turn a sentence into a god-like manifestation of our literary genius?
Or giggling devilishly in public as we write the Plot Twist of all plot twists?
Or cry as we write an emotional scene?
We’ve all been there, done that!
Unless… You haven’t?
In which case, my friend, you haven’t felt your writing properly yet…
And I can only say this to you…
Feel. Embrace. Be crazy.
Be a Writer!
Home I brought,
His Champion, dead;
The father’s cries
Still ring in my head;
Cold, grey eyes
Stared up, undead.
A boy of seventeen
Now lay on his eternal bed;
To bring about his end
Had been my stead;
Guiltily, I look at his visage
On his immortal, wooden bed.
A decade old enmity
Had lain my parents dead
And now this innocent boy
Whose father stood with tears unshed;
Squeezing my eyes shut, I wonder,
Why couldn’t it have been me instead?