Buried in the comments of Barbara’s latest post (an excellent think-piece about different blogging styles) is a fine statement that sums up quite nicely why I ever bother to put fingers to keyboard or pen to paper:
I want to write better than I do: lean and lush, deep and real, sitting down with a bunch of frayed threads of clashing colors and see if I can weave them into something beyond myself.
Me, too, Barbara. Me, too.
I love the concept of frayed threads weaving together something bigger than the parts. ..a nice image for a grey day.