Okay, I am going to be a lazy writer, just this while & fetch an old post that encapsulates all that I enjoy ( and sometimes begrudge) about writing. This post also doubles up as a soliloquy about the name of this blog.
I don’t believe this to be a unique experience, this endless struggle with articulating the best way you can, I believe it to be a feature of the human condition. This is a feeling that I love as much as I fear or sometimes loathe even.
Okay, I don’t want this to be too long, I want you all to go read the post embedded in this post.
Fingers in symphony 