"Write what you want," they said, "Free write."
But I am not contained by guidelines and limitations. I stretch and bend to fit myself into the mould. I branch out in ways that I didn't know I could and do things that not only stretch my words but also stretch my mind.
"Write whatever you want," they say.
There is no instructions to the left or a details button to look over examples. I could look to the world for examples but instead I am looking at this blank page with not a word on it and thinking, "I could put anything in my universal imagination on this page." But instead my mind comes up as a perfect copy of the blank page in front of me.
"Write anything," they say.
And now I am complaining about how I don't want to write just anything. I want to write something.
