Write the Wind

Here’s one thing I know about writing: I can’t spend all my time in the revision chamber. It is a lovely place, a necessary place, a place where baby things become full-fledged things. And sometimes, I just have to tap into a different brain network.

Today’s draft comes from considering impossible tasks and deciding they’re possible.

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedWrite the wind. Write me the sunshine,the smell of the air on the first day of vacation.Write me the feeling of moonlight on your skin,the taste of ripe mangoes,the way the shore feels when the ocean sinks into its softness. Write me the distance from here to Jupiter,the feeling of floating among all the stars. Capture this for me,give it to me to hold. Only this.