ziggy sent me one of his stories.
what can i say. it was a beautiful little story. there was one part of the story that kind of grabbed hold of my insides–made my breathing shorter–as if i was part holding my breath and part wanting to sigh.
i know im not technically a great writer. Im way too stream of conscious and way too disorganized and haphazard in my thoughts to ever be that. Id like to think I manage okay though, that I have my moments of clarity. But sometimes i read something that makes me think to myself, “my god, i will never ever be that talented.”
thats how i felt after reading his story.
it really was that good.
