Captive Words

If you wondered where the site name came from:

Words naturally run free. They fly through our minds all day, every day. Like wild horses making their way across the prairie, stopping here and there, grouping and regrouping. They hover around us colliding with imagination.

When we create a story, we take ideas from the ether. Borrowing the fleeting glimpses of wild imagination, we attempt to fashion a facsimile of the thing that ignites our imagination.

We capture the essence in words.

The words lie still, dormant on the page, waiting to be set free.

Only when we tell the story, or read it in the silence of our own mind, do we
set the captives free.

 

Whoever thought I could ever admit to writing something like that?
Certainly not me.
P.J. French.