To expand. To conquer fear. To join a community of word lovers. To break through the normative strictures of a decaying worldview. To take the last sentence out on the advice of someone smarter and more experienced than me. To start this bio over again, and again.
Those writers, environments, and circumstances that express and encourage the writing of one's own rules and the inevitable breaking of them. So, you, the mountains, the room filled with traffic noise and the flags of countries unvisited.
Chad Jones's Last Word