Ordinary Miracle
There was no miraculous breakthrough that afternoon, unless it was the ordinary miracle that comes with any attempt to create something.
It is humbling to read such good, clear writing. It is so, so hard to string together sentences that steer around cliché, avoid stock phrases, and communicate some coherent single thought. But then to manage to produce a narrative, along with some humor, along with some really profound insights… and to do it without abstruse language (see the irony there?), well… that’s something I have much to learn about.