Until you dream, Silver, there isn’t a mold.
Until you speak, there isn’t a promise.
And until you move, there isn’t a path.
Yet do these simple things, Silver, and you totally own me.
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It really is all about you, Silver.
You can put your own interpretation on this passage. Since I’m in the middle of NaNoWriMo and deadlines, I choose to apply it to writing. Writers dream about characters and plots and settings. They create the mold of their story and then they write the words that go from the opening sentence to THE END. That’s the promise–reaching the end and the moving through the story is the path we follow. Yes, simple things which let the author own the story…
Oh, yeah…it really IS all about me! 😉
What are you dreaming about these days?