One of the best things is being able to be used as a vessel for something to be said. For writer’s that is the reality. We’ve flirted with Fiction in one way or another, and then she grasped us and said, “I have something to say through you.” And what do we have to say other than, “Here am I”?
There is a fog that sits over most things that obscures our vision from the truth, from reality. In war, it’s been labelled as the Fog of War. It was first referred to by Carl von Clausewitz, the Prussian military analyst, as “twilight” or “moonlight”, but both similar metaphors to fog.
shiner you’ve got.”
Jack snickered. “Yeah, you should see the other guy.”
“I should. I bet
he’s got a sprained finger.”
“You cannot die now, Colton,” she said. She knelt down. He reached out to touch her, but his hand would not move. “You still have much to do.” She disappeared.
I was fortunate to meet Alex Schnee in my first year of college at Flathead Valley Community College here in Kalispell, and follow her amazing travels and achievements after she went to New York to pursue a degree in Creative Writing (which I didn’t even know you could do at that time).