Day 1 [Writing 101]

Prompt: Free-write for 20 minutes

I have realised I haven’t done this exercise in a while. Then I was reminded again when my fingers started cramping up after barely two pages. I filled five pages with immediate thoughts and random stuff. It was liberating but there isn’t much of a substance in it. That doesn’t mean it was pointless. The freedom that comes with ignoring the nudging self-contiousness, dismissing the urge to edit every single syllable and leaving the misspelled words at peace is what is unlocking the treasures inside us. No boundaries, no obstacles, just us.

Twist: Publish the result

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Writing 101 – Day 1

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