Sometimes the start of something can seem so refreshing and new. The turn of a phrase that leaps from a page, the flicker of a character’s eyelash, or or the sound of a particular strain. We here the call and we are off. Sometimes, the story lives up to the flash or the spark. Sometimes the story comes to life.
And sometimes, it turns dark, or fades — incomplete.
But still, we tell the story, because we know that there is something in that flicker that must be told. And even if we fail, we try again.
Here’s the start of my story today:
Where it ended is not where I intended, but that doesn’t deny the journey.
Keep creating,
Kate
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