The quality of any author’s effort at personal writing and thematic commentary hinges upon the author’s intrinsic limitations, personal vantage point, and personal capacity for tapping into their bedrock of repressed memories. Writing effectively also demands logical resources and facility for language. Plunging headlong into the murky unknown of self-discovery, one seeks to scoop out a rendering of their soul, clasp an expressive illusion of what teasingly lies beyond their grasp. Playing badminton with an idea that haunts their serenity, a writer swats the elusive birdie back and forth along the corpus callosum, the bundle of nerves that comprises the hemispheric neural highway that connects the left and right brain fiber. An author’s ameliorative depictions on paper are a byproduct of inter-hemispheric dialogue carried out between the two rival parts of the brain’s interlocking neuroplasticity. The resultant succored scribbling reflects a tentative truce reached between these split-brain fractions hosting tangled sentiment. The resulting manuscript marks the author’s laborious chore of assembling scattered thoughts and fastening jumbled memories into a lacquered illustrative depiction.