Today I was cycling in paradise. The deep cold autumn air
biting my sun warmed face under these dramatic mountains alongside the Skeena and
I realized how I love imperfection, especially with writing, because it forces
the reader to engage in ways that cause the text to come alive. Disjointed
thoughts, akward word choice, or unusual argumentation can all give rise to
“well I think what he means is..” or “why didn’t he say …”
The written word risks an authority as a result of being
written
Part of the challenge for those who write, in my opinion, is
to bring words alive, and I think that imperfection may
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