When a writer wants to write;
He will let his pen cry out its ink and he will wait until the idea comes out from his thoughts—he will let the blank sheet of paper to be filled by those flowery words with an emotion of it; euphoria, melancholy even the pain from anxiety.
When a writer wants to cry;
He will let his eyes cry out its clear fluid saline and he will wait until he haunt by his dark pasts—he will let his war room to be filled by darkness; loneliness, sadness until he meet the depression.
When a writer wants to smile;
He will let his mouth to make its own curve and greet the other people in the street—he won't let the bliss disappear from his heart so he want to share it to other people.
When a writer wants to love;
He will let his heart follow its own heart beat. The missing pieces from it will be found by its own heart string—those beats from his heart make him alive again, then when he found his love—he won't stop from loving her until the last beat of his heart.
All these things are part of being a good writer but not just that, being a writer is not just about writing his piece though his pieces—but doing this just to be fixed again.
A writer's heart is loyal on his pen; words, rhymes even the beat of its own pulse.
A writer will write using his one and only pen—the pen or the reason why he write.
—Mark Magcamit