You know something has gone terribly wrong when a writer stops writing. The writer knows it, too.
Some might argue a writer cannot possibly stop writing; that the lack of records does not prove anything; that the writer’s brain never stops telling stories, outlining essays, creating characters or assessing the plausibility of plots.
The writer might challenge this position by citing any English dictionary and emphasizing the importance of a legible outcome. The writer does not call oneself a writer without the two-dimensional proof which can be read over and over again. It is exactly when the characters remain within thoughts, when plots diffuse like clouds that the writer finds oneself in trouble. For who is a writer who doesn’t write; and who am I if not a writer? I have just written 137 words. Will it be enough? After how many words will the writer within rise?
Some might argue a writer cannot possibly stop writing; that the lack of records does not prove anything; that the writer’s brain never stops telling stories, outlining essays, creating characters or assessing the plausibility of plots.
The writer might challenge this position by citing any English dictionary and emphasizing the importance of a legible outcome. The writer does not call oneself a writer without the two-dimensional proof which can be read over and over again. It is exactly when the characters remain within thoughts, when plots diffuse like clouds that the writer finds oneself in trouble. For who is a writer who doesn’t write; and who am I if not a writer? I have just written 137 words. Will it be enough? After how many words will the writer within rise?
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