No one wants to read a blog post when a person is just writing to write a blog post.
Right now, that person might (just might) be me. I have nothing to say, therefore, I am done.
So many people have something to say, and no physical voice to say it.
Like Roger Ebert.
Sarah told me about his story tonight. How thyroid cancer had ruined his voice. Consequently, for some time during his recovery, he wasn't able to eat food properly. One of his requests: to have his friends/family describe food to him--the bubbles of soda, the heat of the spices etc.
Vicarious descriptive sensory image extravaganza.
To write, or not to write? Just do it. Write.
Ok--now I'm done. Hmmm. I guess I had something to say.
Right now, that person might (just might) be me. I have nothing to say, therefore, I am done.
So many people have something to say, and no physical voice to say it.
Like Roger Ebert.
Sarah told me about his story tonight. How thyroid cancer had ruined his voice. Consequently, for some time during his recovery, he wasn't able to eat food properly. One of his requests: to have his friends/family describe food to him--the bubbles of soda, the heat of the spices etc.
Vicarious descriptive sensory image extravaganza.
To write, or not to write? Just do it. Write.
Ok--now I'm done. Hmmm. I guess I had something to say.
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