Remember the time when I was writing a psychological thriller??
But it started blurring the thin line between reality and fiction, therefore I closed that book where it was.
But today was magical. Well Margaret Atwood is a magician.
I am loving hagseed. And few pages into the story, somewhere in background a new chapter of my own book was born.
It was complety unrelated to the book I’m reading. It’s actually description of my birthplace, my city.
I quickly captured it in a note in my phone.
What an effective mental drain opener!
Something else happened today.
I don’t know how else to put this, but the shadow lurking behind me for month reach for my throat today.
It was hard. It was suffocating. It was painful.
It felt wrong.
My conscience is one thing I tried to keep straight all my life and today it was crumpled to a ball of paper.
The paper you were trying in vain to write something lyrical on but ended up shaming yourself.
Life can be such a mess at times you don’t know who to hate more, yourself or your fate?
Kindly visit my post Warriors Invited To Raise Mental Health Awareness where I am inviting Mental Health Warriors to submit their blog’s address so that we can join hands to control this wildfire.
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Here’s the link to my debut poetry collection => Swinging Sanity
Here’s the link to my post about the book – All About Swinging Sanity