Write, baby...Write!!!
Writing my way to a better life
Giving away a life to wade through the deep waters in search of a life. A life that lost itself to a lifeless pen.
I know am not Hemmingway and I won’t write anything like Williams's sonnet. But I have got the gift of three-dimensional coalescing. I mean, that head to hand synergy.
Just telling myself that I do not have it. The gift to amaze, to entertain through my pen.
When I think of those that came before me, am like “come on puritan. Just a sip” A sip and am off for tipsy-Ville? Shame on you, l won’t.
My life lies in my pen. Casting a net onto my writing den.
About the Creator
Fred Musoke
I want to give my writing a fragrance. I mean, that redolence which won’t only outlast my generation, but will also nudge the souls on Mars.
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