A Most Bold and Brazen Dream to Pursue Writing

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Quite some time ago- I am not sure at what age and in which context- I began to ask questions. At first, this questions were basic. Why? What? Who? As I aged, those questions morphed into something more substantial inquiries about the world in which I dwelled. I clung to questions so I could survive in a world that seemed, at times, harsh, uninviting, and alienated. As long as there was still things that had to be asked, still answers that had to be found, and still fundamental truths lingering just beneath the superficial survive, the world as I was acquainted with it, was still a worthy, decent place.
To cope with the questions that simmered and boiled inside me, I turned to literature. Poetry. Novels. Short Stories. Drama. If there were words to be said in a new and unique way, I found them and devoured them, hoping to instill in myself the knowledge contained within the texts I devoured.
The ironic precision of Szymborska. The visionary scope of Whitman. The incisiveness of Didion. These were not mere words on a page, but rather, gossamer dreams that stemmed from the mind of individuals who dared to dream the brazen dream. Perhaps if the individuals who came before me, the men and women of letters, could accomplish that magical task, the taking of seemingly banal words and transforming them into a transcendent experience. Perhaps I too could change one person's state of mind by encouraging them to see what I feel or see what I see at a given moment in time. It was at this point that I began to write in a serious capacity. My writing began in the recognition of self. Those who had forged the way before me, I told myself, had worthy ideas, but maybe so did I?
To me the chief motivating force behind my pursuit of writing and...

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...hen almost swiftly, he will notice more about the world around him. Prismatic dew drops on slender blades of grass. Blue jays that dance in and out of the oak trees. Smiles that erupt on the faces of passers-by. When this occurs, he will read more.
The glorious tradition of the written word established by the literary visionaries whose work graces our library's shelves is a history of the call to action, the desire to connect, the inciting of thoughtful dialogue between parties who have been made aware of writing and its ability to serve as a masterful tool of unification and togetherness. The brazen dream is realized when we as human beings, as writers, as creators, fend off the forces of complacency and exult in the little wonders of the universe, but also recognize how far it is we actually have left to go. I can only hope to one day be a brazen dreamer myself.

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