Write until it’s exhaustively true.
Write until it’s painfully genuine.
Write so close, that you smell the ink, binding its arguments with the paper.
Write so honestly that your soul runs out of sentences.
Write meticulously so the DNA of creativity rearranges itself.
Write repeatedly to leave no question of what you intended to say.
Write cautiously, as if to calculate the next big word bomb.
Write recklessly to shatter the old ideas of “can’t” and melt them into beautiful inspirations of “must.”
Write with all mature possibility.
Write with youthful conviction.
How we are blessed and not the same – after and after, you write.