Inspiration is a mere word, spun.
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Around distractions when giving consideration to the written word, there is disruption. A shift can be any thought yanked to a pause - meet the writing, the people or meet the person, write a bio. In this instance, an abrupt change of gear in an otherwise simple moment of choosing a sample piece of writing.
Distractions. A new piece of writing instead - a storyline. There was the little birdy working a vocally shrill protest. (Directional change). An excerpt from a chapter, character development portrayed. A male. Or another. What chapter or character. A cute scene from a children's write or something more seriously penned, perhaps of an academic structuring - all stiff and formal. Maybe a comedy piece.
That little birdy saying hello again, distracting. Him. Previous writing compared to current writing. An idea...
'Footprints followed the men along the road as straight as an arrow flies. Dust splattered their faces and ran into rivulets formed by sweat and rain. They were a team, the remnants of an army that hadn't forgotten the battlefields left behind. The clusters heading to their villages looked much similar when the army had divided at the fork.
Battle weary men with little more thought than those of meals cooked by women combined with beer and warm beds. They proceeded down the road, each step taking mud-encrusted boots closer to their homes. Years had passed since their feet last trod on the road and once youthful faces full of adventure, now looked old, grim, scarred and hardened. Their lives altered by trials and travels told in each footprint following, leading to the heels of boots.'
'Where the fun ends and the party begins, there is not much more to do but yawn.'
'There was a day in a young woman's life that ended as a fist to her head. She fell as many do after quite a blow. Her name wasn't recorded by the pages of history. Her story missing from the memories of several. She was one of many, just like others before and since her. These are the women with futures bright, changed by violence, yet remembered in hearts.'
'Together we walk In the silence still. Forever doth talk Of emptiness til...
A spark is a thought Constructed of words, Like people are taught - Numerical nerds
The pace is the sound On pencilled keyboards, Tapping away rounds In creative hoards.
The simplicity Is life, breathe, gentle. This tranquillity On the depth - mantle.'
*Temporary samples, perhaps more later.
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