All These Words I Don't Just Say

I used to winder what older writers did before there were blogs, back in the day. And then I found letters they wrote to other writers, or articles posted in publications. I didn't do too much digging into this, because I'd slaked the thirst of that which I was looking for. But what they said made me think. They were just as insecure and worried about the same things--they just worded it differently. More eloquently, if I could say?

To see them write about these things made them seem more human, but perhaps it was the method of posting, or the way they made it more of an essay that distinguished the time.
But they did it as well.

Eh, just thought that was interesting. And I was testing more of the theory I had in the last post. Be genuine. Of course you can say what you feel, but perhaps watch how you say it? I don't know, just some thoughts. Cryptic. Maybe. Like that phrase from Nothing Else Matters by Metallica: "All these words I don't just say."

Yeah.

See you next time.

WCM

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