after finishing The Bell Jar on my kindle, which was beautifully constructed of beautiful language, if maddening, the next book in the library turned out to be one of my own, Letters of Acceptance, and so I started in to reading it. I quickly discovered that it too was beautifully constructed of beautiful language, as unique in its way, and so I read on.
I am surprised at the number of languages I have constructed for the number of works I have written. as I say that my mind, if not my face, is smiling.
No comments:
Post a Comment