I Am Still Here, Somewhere, Writing

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I don't exactly have a specific reason for blogging today. I just wanted to say that I am still here, but as some of you may know I finally opened that damned notebook and started writing. Haven't stopped since...I use every free minute I have (and believe me, I don't have that much) to write or to do research for my writing. What can I say? It just feels right. I haven't felt so good for a long time now, since my days as a journalist in Romania.
I didn't know this book I carried inside me hung so heavily over my soul, almost suffocating me. Now, that I'm letting it out, word by word, I feel light and free.
I feel like I'm coming home. Like I am doing what I am supposed to do. It fills and fulfills me.
I pray to God it will last until I'll squeeze every word, every sentence, every figure of speech out of my brain. And then some more.