http://elizadashwood.wordpress.com/2008/03/09/writing-prompt-therapy/ Writing inspiration in the never-ending battle against writer's block Sat, 05 Jul 2008 08:21:39 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=MU http://elizadashwood.wordpress.com/2008/03/09/writing-prompt-therapy/#comment-284 elizadashwood Sun, 09 Mar 2008 21:02:11 +0000 http://elizadashwood.wordpress.com/?p=151#comment-284 Thanks for your comment. Your description is lovely. I enjoyed your way of expressing your affection for books, especially the line, "I'll come back for you." I hope you visit again. :-) E Thanks for your comment. Your description is lovely. I enjoyed your way of expressing your affection for books, especially the line, “I’ll come back for you.” I hope you visit again. E

]]> http://elizadashwood.wordpress.com/2008/03/09/writing-prompt-therapy/#comment-280 Theresa Sun, 09 Mar 2008 14:49:38 +0000 http://elizadashwood.wordpress.com/?p=151#comment-280 BEAUTIFUL! Exactly how I feel, as well. I am forever in the bookstore, opening a book, flipping thru the pages and breathing in the very aroma. Each book possessing a different scent. There are too many, my arms are weighed down and heavy...it is then that I realise some must be left behind. But which ones...they are all like lovers to me...they all have life. Tenderly, I lay them down one by one...I whisper to them, "I will come back for you". I snap their photo, so as not forget them. Slowly I walk away. I take these new lovers everywhere with me, they are never out of my sight. It will be awhile before I feel safe leaving them alone. I will, but for now, they are mine and I shall keep them close rhapsodic in the knowledge that they are within reach should I need them. BEAUTIFUL! Exactly how I feel, as well.
I am forever in the bookstore, opening a book, flipping thru the pages and breathing in the very aroma. Each book possessing a different scent. There are too many, my arms are weighed down and heavy…it is then that I realise some must be left behind. But which ones…they are all like lovers to me…they all have life. Tenderly, I lay them down one by one…I whisper to them, “I will come back for you”. I snap their photo, so as not forget them. Slowly I walk away. I take these new lovers everywhere with me, they are never out of my sight. It will be awhile before I feel safe leaving them alone. I will, but for now, they are mine and I shall keep them close rhapsodic in the knowledge that they are within reach should I need them.

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