Nicely said OM! Probably why I don’t write much any more though—I fracture too many words or more likely the words will not come to me very much.
I could kill a word and watch meaning bleed upon the floor. Highlighting the loss of savored literature.
Broken letters discarded like forgotten corpses. No headstone given for the simple letter A. Those are reserved for the Zs and Ws, their importance punctuated by limited usage. How sweet to become a part of a verb and feel the excitement of meaning. Instead we are normally shackled to two letter words that die at the end of sentences daily. And like walking the plank we jump from amateur pens into the sea of forgotten alphabets.
Still we writers sit daily at our trade. Killing words.