EXPERIENCE + WRITING

So I went go-kart racing today.
It was fine.

Until the brakes broke, and I CRASHED.
As in, my helmet flew off my head, my entire chest slammed into the steering wheel, and the rod the wheel was on got TWISTED.

So now my back hurts (I never should have gone because of my scoliosis), my entire chest is one big bruise, and i have a burn on my right arm from where it grazed the engine behind me. And I can still imagine crashing.

But one good thing I realized.
If ever I have to write about a car crash again, I can conjure up that scene, and remember what it felt like. Gritty, frightening details and all that.

And I also realized how important experience is with writing.
I never wrote a broken heart properly until I got one, and I never really wrote laughter until my stomach ached for hours after I laughed so hard. I write crying scenes right after I cried or while I'm crying.

I just want to convey something to the world. I get this high, this amazing feeling off reading something really really amazing, and all I wanna do is do the same for someone else. To touch them enough to get them thinking for a while, and let them feel alive again.

Writing makes me feel so human.