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Let the pieces fall

When I'm writing, I let my thoughts fit together likes puzzle pieces. I'll retype a sentence and reread it over and over again until it feels right.


I let my intuition lead.


Not only for writing... I do that for life. I ask myself a question and pause. Does this piece fit into the path I'm on? Does it feel right? I listen to my gut and then make a choice.


When writing my first comedy sketch, I would try and force a bit over and over again, but it didn't work. It didn't feel funny in my head and it didn't make sense when I'd practice out loud. When I finally let it go, the rest fell into place. More pieces showed up and the sketch flowed.


That's how life should be.


I try and force something to work. Justify it. Study it. Try to understand it. Cry over it. Get mad at God over it.


The real beauty happens though when I let it go and watch where the pieces fall.

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