When faced with the decision to blog or not, I often opt to not, simply because I whine myself out of it. I tell myself, no one will read your posts anyway, and they kinda suck, and… etc. etc. Then, I have to remind myself that Rome wasn’t built in a day, and if I don’t post, people won’t find or follow. So maybe I should post more often… just a thought.
You’ve just become a secret agent. It is now your responsibility to isolate yourself from friends and family as much as possible. How will you deal with the isolation, the rejection, and the emotional difficulty of completing such a task?
Write in the perspective of a window. Pick a place, any place. Will your window be in a skyscraper? Will it see birds and window washers, maybe even someone falling? Or will it be in the countryside? You decide.
Write in the perspective of a bird. What goes on in a bird’s mind when they eat crumbs off the sidewalk? What do they think of us? How does having a bird’s eye view feel?