#TBT–A re-post of a favorite and a GREAT summer book!
I’ve always been infatuated with words. You can take them, stretching their meaning by stringing them together with other words, creating an emotional punch in gut while describing a toilet. Think about that.
Words can lift us up higher than heaven, and words and drop us down to the deepest pits of hell.
There is so much outside stimulus in the world, so much always going on, that words sometimes get diluted. The television is always on; and, when it’s not on, the radio is on in the car or the stereo is on in the house. Maybe it’s word-noise from your significant other, or your children, or your parents, or your boss. There is all of that, and more, and there has always been, and there probably always will be.
Because of all the outside noise, I often retreat to the written word for solace. The written word holds…
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