WayWords are easy; you don’t need a degree to write them. They don’t cost any money, but a good one is like a jewel on your lapel. WayWords are about knowing where you’re going—having confidence that you know what you’re doing and what you’re talking about.
WayWords are make-believe. If you use your imagination, they’ll bring your dreams to life, describing them all without limitations. In WayWords, pigs really do fly and you are tall, dark, handsome, and fast as the wind. In WayWords, you have an answer for illness, hardship, or loneliness. In WayWords, you’re over the top—the wisest in the land, for as far as you can see or as long as you can hold your breath.
WayWords bestow the freedom to use any writing tools you’ve learned to write themes that mean what you say. You say what you want, and, by making no stand, everything you say means something you might not know till you write it! In WayWords, you’re first in line, at the head of your class. (Although, for WayWords, there are no classes). In WayWords, you’re invisible, turning knobs and watching gauges behind a curtain like the Wizard of Oz.
You see, it’s hard to get a writer to write. If it were easy, then writers would have nothing to hinder their unruly little brains. All writers are intimidated about something: they’re not rich enough, distinguished enough, grammatical enough. So they feel as if they can’t write, though sometimes they can. Then, when the writing flows, it might just make sense to the coveted reader or listener. Win win.
To write WayWords means you were paying attention, you were interested enough to find out, you weren’t afraid to notice whatever it was you might be writing about today. No thinking, no worries, no indecision. It’s like an arrow from a bow, no hesitation or doubt. No good way, no bad way, no high, low, or in-between, no right way, no wrong way . . . just letting the imagery flow from your head to the tips of your fingers as fast as you can.
You can write about love, about work, about Mom, about someone else’s mom, about the weather, about the state of the world. WayWords are a surprise, a novelty. They’re like hard work already done, lifetimes ago. WayWords flow from your experience. They rush like a river, gather like a cloud, run like a horse, stop on a dime. WayWords fly like birds, stand like soldiers, or swim through reefs like schools of fish.