When you write you lay out a line of words . . .the line of words is a hammer . . .the line of words feels for cracks in the firmament
. . .the line of words fingers your own heart
. . .you wield it, and it digs a path you follow
(Annie Dillard, The Writing Life)
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Joy
What a happy, happy day it was the other night when I saw this sign in the window of an empty building:
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