The power of the written word

It’s been a while since I thought any of my weekly Writers Gone Wild blog ramblings would be of interest to anyone who subscribes to my personal blog. I try to keep most of my posts here writing-related because I figure most of you wouldn’t appreciate the ravings and ramblings of an author who’s just gone, “OMG, what the heck am I going to talk about this week? Aaaargh! I’m sooo having a big fat blank right now.” (And before you point out that a few days ago I published a post titled, “Cute angels, prats & hoovering helicopters” which obviously had nothing what-so-freaking-ever to do with writing, I do have an “Off Topic” category to justify the  occasional lapse *g*)

Anyway. Today’s Writers Gone Wild post turned out to be a bit of a ramble about the power of the written word. Specifically, the power of words written by a 12 year-old boy who learned a valuable life lesson and made his parents and his teachers pretty damn proud. Which is most definitely writing-related. So I’m cross-posting the link — that’s the underlined phrase in a different-colored font, BTW.  Yanno, just in case you’re curious ;-)



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