The incomparable Miranda July ran one of her weird and wonderful art projects last year where she asked some renowned people to share some of their email correspondence with the world on various topics, under the moniker We Think Alone.
One week, the topic was I love you.
When an asthmatic says “I love you,” and when an asthmatic says “I love you madly,” there’s a difference. The difference of a word. A word’s a lot. It could be “stop,” or “inhaler.” It could be “ambulance.”
What writing! What a kick to the gut! Not because, in comparison I am flailing in my own writing, no. That’s ok. No, the wind was taken out of me reflecting on the importance of trying. to. make. every. word. count.
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