Why I Write


I’m in a period of introspection. Sometimes, when that happens, I can’t write the way I’m used to. My thoughts become stunted. My focus is split. So I read instead.

And when I read? I remember why I write blog. The way unfiltered words can wrap themselves around a soul in need never ceases to amaze me. Even my soul. (Especially my soul.)

Melissa from Dear Baby wrote a post I desperately needed to read. It’s really good. You should read it too.

You Can Never Go Home Again — Dear Baby

2 Responses to Why I Write

  1. Megan says:

    That was an amazing share, thank you. I haven’t been writing as much lately, needing to put my focus other places and discovering exactly what I get out of writing.

  2. Melissa says:

    Morgan, I just found this post via my google analytics. Thank you so much for featuring my words here. I’m honored that it spoke to you. All the best to you in the New Year. M

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