Reading delights, in part because the words are like exquisitely crafted music. They hum, harmonize, and hold our hearts. We gasp and pause, amazed by mere words so felicitously ordered.
More important, however, is the other delight derived from reading. Serendipitous discoveries. Epiphanies. Lightning strikes filling our minds with light as we recognize old truths little understood until the poet and author reveal them for us. Then our understanding explodes like new stars born from the debris of confusion. And we glimpse new truths. They unfold before our eyes as we gather insights about places and people and times.
“The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say,” said Anaïs Nin. What will you write? How will you speak for us? And what shall we learn from you?
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Read a book, story or poem that lies outside your preferences. If you adore mystery, read nonfiction. If nonfiction is your first choice, choose fiction. If prose pleases and poetry baffles, try poetry.
Explain the truth that you were unable to say until a writer revealed it to you.