Disclaimer: The following analogy might be a little bit fishy.
Writing for me is like fishing. Every word is my live bait, wriggling and squirming in my hands, full of life and possibility.
With each sentence I cast my line. All I can do is guide it. But where it lands isn’t always where I predict. And the “bloop” sound, as the water breaks, well that’s my punctuation mark.
I like to fish where it’s quiet, where the waters run deep, and where the fish farm themselves.
I fish because I’m trying to catch a little inspiration.
When it comes to inspiration — I ain’t throwin’ nothing back. And if, by chance, I hook a whopper, well I know I may not reel it in. That’s life.
But I also know with a little luck and a whole lotta hard work, I might just land it some day.
I like the way I fish. It’s peaceful, centering, and most of all because worms give me the heebie-jeebies.
If you enjoyed this fish story check out my take on spring cleaning.
And if you have your own take on what writing means to you, I’d love to hear it.
Illustration by B. Mac’
© Indian Macgyver 2017