course, I write. I am thinking not only of "you" or "you." I think of friends, lovers high and the fact that I could read what was written after the family meals on weekends. My notebook I carry around with me in order to turn over a suitable moment to present it and learn from direct response to what I've got spun. I have changed the way with my writing and realized that I'm learning faster, better, when I with my voice linking readers and listeners to be let. I have got used to love my writing again and working hard to improve it. At first she was ugly and you could see that I previously wrote almost only on paper, the text then later be fed into the computer. Then came the virginal white sheets on which I tried to work as straight as possible. This of course was nothing. I moved at some point the lines, they moved in and out, first letter wrote a fairy tale high, containing such things. But somehow I'm still working, stop me in a kind of norm to have. I wrote a few letters in which I pointed underlining, bold and represented, I think that gave emphasis to the text. It gives me great pleasure terrible to bring more personality, as I give the manuscript back to one vote.
I felt, however, that there still were limits, of which I did not know how I should skip it. There was this feeling that I can not let off steam in the form in which I did, I would be quite natural and honest (in dealing with materials such as pens, paints, paper and of course the word itself). There were these thoughts, in which it was just about what you should do in no case, even though there are no rules to how you have expressed.
"You can not Poetry writing with a highlighter. "
" must meet you punctuation. "
" You can not an image in color appear and then try the job get to spit back, white to stand on which the words. "
" You can aloud but no one story you've written, as it to you just as bad was that it sounds like you're a crazy suicide candidate. "
" You have to blog sometimes back and up (very important) to explain. "
Fortunately, I had forgotten how
to justify myself and instead I say, without explanation needs and truthfully, that I had fixed it to do so and I like it.
The complete abolition of all shy dealing with its development took place when I arrived in Munich at the fabulous Nina Hagen. In two days I lived interviews, discussions, reading and again little mini concerts from her and met her at a short but devastating nuclear talks. The fact that this woman did not bring any fictional character, but itself represents me thinking and some great results. The fact that I only had a few weeks later in Poland was sitting at a desk, wrote a poem about it that I can not write poems by myself and they do not like, and that exactly this text was then one of my loved ones ... that's almost all over my triumph Boundaries, making it so was in my head sometimes.
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I felt, however, that there still were limits, of which I did not know how I should skip it. There was this feeling that I can not let off steam in the form in which I did, I would be quite natural and honest (in dealing with materials such as pens, paints, paper and of course the word itself). There were these thoughts, in which it was just about what you should do in no case, even though there are no rules to how you have expressed.
"You can not Poetry writing with a highlighter. "
" must meet you punctuation. "
" You can not an image in color appear and then try the job get to spit back, white to stand on which the words. "
" You can aloud but no one story you've written, as it to you just as bad was that it sounds like you're a crazy suicide candidate. "
" You have to blog sometimes back and up (very important) to explain. "
Fortunately, I had forgotten how
to justify myself and instead I say, without explanation needs and truthfully, that I had fixed it to do so and I like it.
The complete abolition of all shy dealing with its development took place when I arrived in Munich at the fabulous Nina Hagen. In two days I lived interviews, discussions, reading and again little mini concerts from her and met her at a short but devastating nuclear talks. The fact that this woman did not bring any fictional character, but itself represents me thinking and some great results. The fact that I only had a few weeks later in Poland was sitting at a desk, wrote a poem about it that I can not write poems by myself and they do not like, and that exactly this text was then one of my loved ones ... that's almost all over my triumph Boundaries, making it so was in my head sometimes.
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