I love to write, I’m not gonna lie. But I cannot think right now. First post. Can’t think. Don’t you hate when that happens? When you want to write and you don’t know what to write about? That’s what’s happening to me right now. It’s funny. Same thing with poetry. When I write poetry, I need someone to give me something to write about. My friend told me to write about feathers. I wrote about feathers. The ocean. My fantasy husband (Maybe I’ll talk about that in a different post!). But she had to give me ideas. I need a prompt to get me going. Sometimes I get my ideas from the books I read. Reading really helps, but then when I use the author’s ideas, I feel as if I’m totally copying them. Yet I know I’m not. Sometimes ideas just come to me. That’s just when I’m lucky.
I know this was a short post, but I’m new to this. I’ll post more! -Chae516