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The Unsigned Writer Inside Us All

The Unsigned Writer

The Unsigned Writer Inside Us All

Written By, J. M. Lilin

Dear Readers,

You might be wondering…what is an Unsigned Writer? Why is this idea going on with the Unsigned Writer?

Okay, look, I’ll tell you now. What it takes…what it means…why we do it?

Wait…we? Who’s we?

Why…it’s me and the Unsigned Writer, of course.

Confused yet?

Let me explain. It can get a little complicated so bear with me. First, we will start off with the all-special formula. Just promise to keep it a secret. Here it is –

Thought + Unsigned Writer + person

That’s right. It starts with a thought. One, single, simple, little thought. It could be about anything. The missing mail…that rain puddle…the reflection in the window…a cloud.

Okay, now you got your thought. Only, the thought doesn’t exactly stay simple for long, for if it did, it wouldn’t be a thought for long. If it was just a normal thought, it would vanish and only come back as a memory and nothing more.

Here’s where it gets interesting. So, that the thought goes onto the next part of the formula. The Unsigned Writer. The Unsigned Writer walks into your mind after waking up…oh, wait…the Unsigned Writer never rests. Never! Nope, the Unsigned Writer is always awake, always alert, and always ready.

So, the Unsigned Writer walks into your mind, searching, prying, and pulling apart that attic inside your head. Once it finds that thought, it snatches it and takes it in to be observed. This is the part that you can visibly see happen. The person will get a glazed look in their eyes as the Unsigned Writer picks apart the thought and trades it in for the many possibilities of what could be done with it. Then the person can pull out the pen, or the typewriter, or they can move on.

Are you seeing the difference? A little bit? Let me explain in easier words. There is a person. There is a thought. The one’s we call authors are lucky. They are the ones who are partners with the Unsigned Writer inside of them.

They are partners with the wonder, the inspiration, the creation and imagination. They are partners with the one we do not name, for fear of discouraging something so fragile and perfect. Kind of getting the idea of what an author’s imaginary friend looks like?

If you are a writer, then you understand. You understand the prospect of having a thought one second, and the next, something inside of you has taken it and turned it into something beautiful that you truly feel.

Oh, isn’t it wonderful? Are you seeing it now? Yes, I hoped you would. It is quite simple, yet, so complicated and wonderful at the same time. It’s funny how something as simple as a thought…a thought about a rain puddle…a thought about how gorgeous blue eyes are….can become something so intense and real.

Yet, it gets even more impossible when we begin to have thoughts of dragons and kingdoms. Romance and curiosity. Trees of life and fairies. Monsters and demons. A princess and a peasant. A mysterious, cloaked man. Where we go when we fall asleep. What our dreams really mean. What kind of people live inside a bubble? The point of view from a ghost crab. A talking wild-flower. Kingdoms in the sky. What love really is.

That’s amazing, right? The Unsigned Writer inside us all is ready to voice the imagination that goes on inside that attic inside of your head. Whether its ghosts or treasures, you can create something spectacular. Trust me. I believe in you, and I also have faith for the Unsigned Writer inside of you.  


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