TO FIND A VOICE
Saw an interesting blog today about finding your authentic writing voice . Read something you wrote recently. Do you hear any of those descriptors? You should, if you're writing openly. Suddenly the calm is shattered; my heart seizes and beats frantically as we sweep down toward the earth. Falling so fast, the sound of air, whistle-rising, roars around us. So fast! I close my eyes, giving my life to the gods, to the goddess. I fear to see the end. Then like a giant swan upon the water, we land on the desert plain, gentle and soundless. I can see the great rock rising above us like a lone sentinel in the flatness of the plain, the top glowing gold in the first rays of the morning sun. I can smell the earthy tang of vegetation and riverbank mud. There is life here in this wild, lonely place that is to be my home. The machine stirs and my lord and master climbs out of the front compartment, his long robes gathered over one arm and the still glowing power stone in the other. Now I a