Like the wild vines that twine around a trellis, I'm craving words to twine around me. I want to inhale the exotic scent of a lyrical turn of phrase. I want to taste snappy dialogue. I want to look into the paper soul of a 3-d character and never see bottom.
I have been giving and giving to the world of writing and now I need to take from the world of reading. I need to fill myself up to overflowing with Story with a capital S as a stream of words course through my imagination. I need to exchange reality with suspension of disbelief.
I need to read.
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Published on April 02, 2011 18:37