Their Release

Their release: 

it's with deep appreciation, that anyone finds my writing worth even a moment of their time and spends just a few minutes here to read them, it amazes me - and thank you, sincerely so. I believe that the final creative act of any artist is in sharing their work, and after that it's largely released from their concern. It's like a completion of some sort of holy ritual, cleansing, and then a new work of art begins. Someone reading these words is less important than their release. 

only then am I truly ready to write again. 

my writing is crafted carefully, words chosen for their lyrical sound within my head, seeking resonance as they're read aloud, always ready to drop an extra word if it even slightly disturbs the flow. Often, everything is composes around a single line that I find beautiful, the entire prose serves only to highlight those particular words. That's enough for me, writing a line that strikes me so deeply, that causes a smile as I read it again in final draft, and then I'm done - everything I hope for in my writing has been accomplished. 

and it's time for their release. 

sharing is the final ritual of writing. 

I keep in mind that once shared, words are no longer really mine, if they ever were at all. Anyone who reads them is free in their interpretation as well as their critique. Even praise is held lightly, although again deeply appreciated, but it's always for past writing, words that have been released, and my concern is solely on the present tense,  on words arriving now. 

a new ritual begun. 

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Peace, Eric