This latest movie I watched, Dedication, really got me thinking.
I have a thing for writers in movies and even in books.
Writers are publicized as incredibly profound, interestingly sensitive, awkwardly mushy, and weirdly beautiful.
I have to attest that in real life, they are. Or at least, the one I got.=)
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My name is Pinky.
- Pinky
- Tagaytay City, Philippines
- I pathetically fell in love with written words - for the most part that they leave irremovable smudges. My writing is like fumbling about the fridge in the middle of the night not knowing what to get, yet feeling the need to, and ending up so satiated. Sometimes, I search for a paper and a pen, devoid of anything to write about. But I'm happy I respond to the craving every time for no matter how long it takes, there will always be words and hordes of words to write - whether worthwhile or nonsensical. PATHETICALLY.
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