
I cannot NOT write.
I write to tell stories about people and issues that matter,
to me,
with experiences which may be different than your own,
or the same.
I write about the ugly & the beautiful
the abandoned & abused
the loved & unloved
the saved & the unsaved.
I write because I’m fascinated
by the hope and faith broken people
can show
in the middle of their pain
something that pushes them on.
I write because I know that
no hay rosas sin espinas
there are no roses without thorns
I write to feel, to stay alive,
to have hope, and because I’m grateful
Why do you write or create?
Ha! You know I’m not going to let this pass, Mona. I have to go sit on a rock and think about it, though. And when I find out, I will be zip back, banging on your door, all excited.
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Are you still sitting on your rock? 🙂
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I’m actually lying on it now, still thinking. Let’s see, it’s April 2nd. It’s 2015. Plenty of time, plenty of time.
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Lovely
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Beautiful. I love how you incorporate both the Spanish and English versions of the phrase about the roses.
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Thanks, Jennifer. The phrase is called a dicho in Spanish. One of these days, I’ll have to write a post on dichos, especially since I use them in one of my manuscripts.
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Mona?
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yes! we MUST write. ♡
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