3. Captured by Questions—Why?

[scribblemyname]

1. Why Language?

Language is the art that touches my soul. I'm a pure scientist, don't you know? Words for the sake of words. Expand my mind a hundred ways, learn a soul of another place. Words alone are my art and trade. Look at me; call a spade a spade.


2. Why Poetry?

The shortest line between question and answer—I don't know how to stop. I don't know how to stop the rhythm or how to stop the song. I write beneath the lines, in stories, not so much on top. A book of prose needs a dash of poetry to carry me along.


3. Why Drabbles?

The distillation of a hundred thousand goodnesses—the play of tongue, idea, space. Dive in deep, but surface fast; just one beat, but make it last. Poetry and prose in one; end a breath after you've begun. Power comes from tiny things: a signature or hummingbird wings.


4. Why Now?

I can only be as perfect as I am right now; I can never grow more perfect if I do not write now.