The Passionate Writer

The Passionate Writer

written by: vinitasingh03

Once there lived a girl who wanted to write stories. She wanted to write about untold stories that were never heard of. Stories which were vague, or stories that happened in real. She was the passionate writer.
It was winter time. She sat there by the window. The curtains inside her window were open. She looked outside and not a soul to be seen out the window. She thought to herself,
"what could she write about." She noticed the wind blowing outside. As the leaves flew up from the floor. The birds, all in a row flew across the sky. She got to deep thinking. Although, she was bilingual, and her words weren't flowing, she knew she had incidences she wanted to write about. As the passionate writer, she got into an imaginary daydream world. She thought of a big beautiful castle. A stranger who greeted her warmly in the castle. She wasn't satisfied. She then took the paper and threw it down and took another paper.
Than she started writing about Narcissm, That didn't satisfy her either. She crumpled that paper away also. What she wanted was to write about her dreams and reality, both in a vague way.
This passionate writer, closed her eyes, and went into her daydream world again. She went into deeper thinking. In it she imagined a mirror, a stranger, a castle, her husband, her neighborhood and her friends. As she started writing, the words weren't flowing, she was having too many grammatical errors, and she noticed the wind outside blowing harder. She took that paper and crumpled it too. Than suddenly she looked outside again. She noticed a rainbow in the sky. The trees were swaying swiftly. The sky was becoming more dark blue, and it was so
still outside, not a soul to see. As she sat in the room, she was writing in. It was so quiet she got into deeper thinking more than ever. She closed her eyes and went into even more daydreaming. She thought, she could combine the outside atmoshphere, and an incident of now and write it all together, with characters that were real and imaginable both. Characters that lived with and near her and characters that were not there but in her dreams. She took out another new piece of paper. This passionate writer got really deep into her work. She started writing about The sky with rainbow, The trees swaying, she almost had a paragraph, everything started flowing as she was writing. The words came naturally, She felt her brain was thinking and her pen was writing, as the paper sat still. She was so deep into her writing that she didn't realize it was late night. She kept writing, and another day passed by. She realized she didn't have any water to drink or anything to eat. She just kept writing. She took a break and looked outside. It was completely dark outside her window, There were noises of crickets. Lamp lights turned on. Everything still. She realized that she was so deep into her thinking, her daydream world, and her writing, that she knew that this was her passion. After finishing her story, she wanted to write another one, of an incident when she was far away on an island, relaxed and calm. She took out another paper the next day, and she closed her eyes, she got into even more daydreaming. She noticed as she opened her eyes that she felt as if she was really on an island. She started to feel the breeze outside, to feel the wind blowing on her face. She saw the birds flowing by and heard the noise. Everything for the passionate writer that was happening outside, made her feel as if she was really on an island. She didn't realize that she was still at home. She then got even more deeper into her writing about her island adventure. The passionate writer, was able to write because of her deep thinking. The daydream world she lived in, the interest she had with words, and the imaginary world she could get in and out of. She was so passionate about her writing that words flowed quickly. She was able to write many stories now. She knew how to work on her grammatical errors and fix them. She also knew how and when to get into her dream world. She was not just a passionate writer. She was a dreamer. A daydreamer, a deep thinker, and an analyzer. Those were the qualities, that made her improve as a passionate writer.

Vinita Singh Dec. 9, 2008

Comments

  1. Sounds just like me. Have found much pleasure with my
    writing I will treasure which will be beyond all measure

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