My first love was books. Any and all of them. The written word is arguably one of my love languages. This love for reading developed into a love for writing, and it’s really all downhill from there.
“Brevity is the soul of wit,” my mother often reminds me.
The best writing advice I ever received was from a high school english teacher – “say what you mean in as few words as possible.” I took those words to heart, and more often than not, my assigned papers were just a page shy of the minimum limit. When it comes to my published words, as assignments or on this silly old blog, brevity is my aim. I want my words to be significant, to have impact. In this way, my whole life could be a game of less is more.
Let’s celebrate the glorious gift of mornings with lovely words.
But not too many words, because mornings can stand on their own.