I’ve spent some time in Word for Windows twisting words and emphasizing meanings, hoping to learn the secrets of the great ones in designing a scene just with a rearrangement of the same twenty six letters we are all given to use in the English language. Am working on one of my own stories and it’s never been so laborious or joyful when successful, as when from a pile of possible puzzle pieces the right one is picked and settles into place.
I used to think I’d die happy if it happened immediately following the eating of a pomegranate. Now I think I want to die at my computer with this showing on the monitor, “The End.”