Dreaming in public...
The only thing that matters about writing is what's behind the words. OK, that's the kind of dramatic thing I say... As you know, the words are important too. But at the end of the day words are only symbolic reflections of invisible clouds on the outskirts of consciousness. Don't get stuck on the words. The map is not the territory.
Writing is the sport of trying to fix wordless emanations in public time. A communal clothesline for airing interpretations of chaos. And don't forget to factor in the radar jammer of a multilingual planet. Don't you wonder about what's hidden in foreign languages? They could be onto something that our symbols can't reflect.
Here's what I've learned: If we become our idioms, then choosing them wisely is one job that's always hiring.