To Know Him is to Love Him - The Teddy Bears | Old Country Writing The above photo is of the Rhine River in Germany. Pen to paper, paper to pen, which is it....do i find the paper to write or does the paper find me? I have always kept a journal (since my teen days), but the passion to write has only grown and became stronger over the years.
There are times I wish I wasn't so passionate about writing, because of the demands of the art, but I can't imagine not writing and seeing some sort of result from my words.
Writing is like the picture a painter paints...and the paper is the canvas.....the pen the brush. With pen in hand I put the point to paper and begin to form the words that come to my mind. some letters take an upward stroke....such as the "t".....some letters take a curly trail...such as the "s"....and others can be just plain boring...such as the "i," but all the letters that i use to form words are important....just as each stroke a painter makes on his canvas....without the letters....without the strokes what would the picture be?
sometimes my mind wonders back into time. living in the state in which i live just oozes at its borders with history. this place was the first place my ancestors came when they left there their home of Germany. They journeyed through the old country....down the Rhine until they made it to the shore of Holland.
In Rotterdam, they boarded a ship with hundreds of Germans, English, and Dutch to make their new home in America. They didn't know what was ahead of them and little did they know that the journey would be full of despair.
The ships they traveled on were filthy....the odor of urine and sickness filtered the air, but the desire and the need for freedom ran stronger and deeper than the odor that surrounded them.
(another page I started years ago) The background picture on this site is the Rhine River in Germany. |
