A Writers Write

Are You A Viewer Or Are You A Reader?

How Long Do You Stew On A Piece Before Moving On?

©Joanie Adams — Joanie Adams; Gift A Tea: https://ko-fi.com/joanieadamms

As I run rampant in my neat solo debate against half-awake consumption of readable pieces, I bring it to this question now:

Do You Merely View What You See, Or Do You Read What You See?

How many of you implant your preferred view that transplants happiness on your behalf, to what is actually there, under the slantwise desire of seeing ourselves in the world, and in all that we do;

How many of you disregard the Author’s intent for the luck of the prizes of fulfilling one's desired search?

Many glaze over like a donut; especially when it comes to things they don’t outrightly understand.

What about you?; do you merely lurk around a piece out of loyalty to the author, or do you read what is there, and perhaps even if you’re a daring scout, read in-between the lines, to what isn’t being said outright?

So yes, I am back and staying about, I’ll run a little thin whilst this great organism stables itself in the shakey flu that has been subjected to!

Tie your hair back, slip yourself a cuppa, and hold what you must as you indulge in knowledge, and this wealthy platform of what it could offer; if it has been offering such heretofore,

Don’t be nervous to stay, we have hot beverages, including those indulgent hot chocolates in mugs with seats around the bowl for diving marshmallows; Some graciously remain snipers to your artful craft that arrives every so often in your inbox; you-dirty-ones-you!

There! how much of that did you read deeply — mention good food and the glinting eyes of readers and you’ve got them hooked, I wink towards a Scottish Chief who has made an alright name for himself!

So there we are, tumbling over the clumsy control of our fingers, as we desperately enfold the next page to reveal — what?

Well, that is upon you; there are so many ways one can read a piece, which can reveal more than your first impressions could offer and the unstructured task of the brain to the unbeknownst.

You can reconcile it to the known and beloved shapes, in ill regard to what the actual form pertains to the truth of the piece too; just go a little deeper, consider it why don't yer, and see what dares surprises you, and even hook yer like a caught fish, hook, line and sinker!

This isn’t over; this is hardly the start — Oh, we have much to garner from each other, if daring be our need for such conversations.

Ta-ta now, till the next journey, coming to yer, very soon!

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