Author has written 10 stories for General, Haiku, and Love.
Language is arguably the most versatile tool humankind has at its disposal. Words, our attempt at making tangible the ideas that invade our minds, can soothe, calm, comfort; those same words could elicit sadness, despair, misery, jealousy, even hate given the right (if only slightly different) circumstances (and people). Words that might ordinarily be benign by themselves may stick like barbed thorns in out brains if we are in a contemplative or foul mood. As our moods grow darker, deeper, so too, do the thorns. People are driven to pick at these thorns, to dig them out, whatever the costs. Painters, sculptors, composers, and writers succeed in performing what is no less than self-surgery, plucking these writhing, squirming, and alive ideas from their heads and pinning them, piece by piece, stroke by stroke, word for word onto whatever surface they happen to have handy at the time solely so that they might try to understand themselves and their inner processes by bringing these fleeting puffs of air to the visible, touchable, audible, measurable world to study. The means by which poets tack these hidden things onto the world are often ink on paper or pixels on a screen. You are here studying the latter.