I don't really like words all that much. I'd rather use as few of them as possible.
I suppose that's why I'm a songwriter and not a novelist. of course writing, in and of itself, is awesome; cathartic, therapeutic, a fantastic way to spend some solo time. And finding the right combinations in the right order fulfills me to no end. Tenses and point of view are cool - did that just happen? is it going to? did the omniscient third person witness that or did I? Love grappling with this stuff.
But words...there are just, too often, too many that don't mean anything. pesky little buggers. At the end of the day its not really about the words anyway. Its what they evoke: tears, laughter, rage, inspiration. Words are all right, I suppose, but we need to be careful with them. They're mightier than the sword, after all.
Don't need a bunch of unnecessary swords all over the place, let alone objects even mightier. Kids might hurt themselves.
This post has way too many words for my liking. Existence is a conundrum.
talk to you later...