I think, therefore I write

One of the great pleasures of writing is thinking.

Distilling vague ideas and bumptious thoughts into a series of letters and words forces you (in a good way) to clarify you’re thinking and express it in a perfect sentence.

Well, at least that’s the plan. It doesn’t always go that way. Sometimes it comes out plain wrong. But even this apparent mistake or error is as much a blessing in disguise as a necessary part of the process. No problem, no interest, no story.

The best writing (in my mind) is the most human writing. But then I would say that, wouldn’t I?

I’m only human after all.