My four year old grandson colored this picture yesterday and his mom sent it for me to see. Not only was I proud of his fine job, but I saw the spark of imagination in his eyes.
It occurred to me. Writers are just grownups who never lost their imagination. Think about what great story tellers kids are! There are no boundaries, no set of rules, to follow. If they want a purple dinosaur, so be it. They haven't developed that inner editor yet.
What if we could do that. Forget genres, forget grammar, forget plot and structure. Today, make purple dinosaurs. Write whatever you want to write--no matter what your inner editor tells you--and free up your creative side. It could just be your breakout novel waiting to be jostled loose.
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