Isn’t this a wonderful picture? I love it. As paint is to the visual artist, words are to the writer. Everything from a child’s first written words of “I love you, Mom” to Tolstoy’s epic tombs, words inform us, express our thoughts and feelings, make us laugh and cry.
Stories we make up we call fiction. But interwoven in our fiction are traces of our own experiences, hidden in beliefs, descriptions and actions of our characters. Am I giving away something?
So if you want to crawl inside a dictionary, curl up with a good book and a cup of tea– embrace the story and it will embrace you. Or just put your own words into something meaningful, you have my blessing, and all the writers before us.