We have finally started again with this magazine, and honestly, it feels like a piece of the puzzle that was missing was finally found. Turni was never just a magazine to me. And to have it back on my most favourite time of the year is a gift itself.
To me, December has always been the end before a new beginning. In every end, there is a new start. And I believe this will be our new start as well. To Turni, to each and every one of us individually. A new sort of start, for the better hopefully.
@zayedsakib, it was never your responsibility to tie us together, and it wasn't you who made us promise. We had our lacking, and hopefully this time, we will work on it together.
@simplifylife an author from the teens, Doc? I remember writing my first Bangla fiction when I was in class six. Those were the good days. And a fellow morning writer! Nice! Even though I do love my sleep most, I can't lie that most of my best creations came out with the rising sun itself. There is just something about mornings, especially winter mornings. Helps to pour out the right kind of emotions into words.
Now I am curious, have you been doing anything extra to make up for your improvement in HIVE? Do share your thoughts in the comment section below!
Me, I guess I can say I've also been trying to be more consistent in hive. I'm exploring communities, finding new places to write in, talking to new people and getting to the zone. While I'm still not in the position where I want to be with my writing routine, I'm hope I'll get it right by the end of the year or so.
Because summer doesn't have to smell like dope melting on plastic bag,
the lemonade doesn't have to linger like an Eden
Like it's something you weren't meant to have.
Home doesn't have to feel like a ghost story
every time you walk through the door
With your parents wondering if this is the last they'll see of you
with your feet still touching the floor.
@annabeth, what is with you and personally attacking people out of the blue with phrases like these -,- STAP it!
Those were the good old days indeed!
I wouldn’t call myself a morning writer strictly - most of my posts are written at night! But as you said, something about the foggy winter morning thumps every logic. I don’t know if it’s the colder temperature or the calm and quiet ambiance, but something about it just can not be put into words. Maybe that's what we're searching for when we write, who knows!
I'm glad to know that I'm attacking people through my poem 𓁹‿𓁹