What Do Driftwood and Writers Have in Common?

The last few weeks I’ve wandered a few deserted winter beaches here in New Zealand, letting my thoughts wander where they will. As I sat in the car one rainy day, looking over the driftwood on the stony beach, my mind started thinking about the stories of the wood. Each of those pieces had their own story – their own starting point and the adventure they’d taken down the river into the harbour.

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I picked up my pen and started to write, having no idea where my thoughts would take me. I imagined how each piece of driftwood had cast it’s story into the ocean before being washed up onto the beach.

Isn’t that what we do as writers? We release the stories that lay deep within us, letting them free to find their own landing place in the world. Don’t hold of your stories too long. Cast them out for others to read before it is too late and you too become beached in your final resting place.

Make a start today, start writing your stories. There are others out here who would love to read them.

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2 thoughts on “What Do Driftwood and Writers Have in Common?

  1. I remember my childhood days of the beaches and driftwood Unfortunately, the beaches we walked as a kid are no longer “public accessible” since they changed the laws about beaches in front of people’s property. (I shan’t get started on how I feel about that.) The days of much of our beach walking, as it were, are no longer “allowed” in so many places here in Washington. I need to find out the places that I can go.

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