tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-768934411407024872.post2243169610842136901..comments2023-06-29T17:08:03.000-04:00Comments on Be Still. {The Blog}: All That I Desire: WordsI.Am.Spoken.Word.http://www.blogger.com/profile/16737822422090728768noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-768934411407024872.post-35201286194868048972008-03-31T14:16:00.000-04:002008-03-31T14:16:00.000-04:00I must put it into words; in order to provide it w...<I>I must put it into words; in order to provide it with meaning.</I> I couldn't help but laugh @ this part of your enjoyable post. I too developed a love for the written word when I was in elementary. I remember always wanting to compete in spelling bee's. <BR/><BR/>Now the love is too the point where it seems I must pen everything around me. At least during some point in my life.Donhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02904024507867487521noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-768934411407024872.post-25643683422802837402008-03-28T10:31:00.000-04:002008-03-28T10:31:00.000-04:00I find that part of the challenge of this love aff...I find that part of the challenge of this love affair with words, syntax, alliteration and like is knowing when, how, how much, etc.<BR/><BR/>Much like a regular relationship. It's necessary to know when/how to hug, kiss, pet, caress, sooth, talk, argue, sing to...<BR/><BR/>or just remain silent.<BR/><BR/>Nice post. Although we use these words as we see fit, they tend to be tell-tale signs of the person speaking them...Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05030879572798690343noreply@blogger.com