Words?

I love you. I hate you. Yes, I will marry you. No, I will not marry you. I’m pregnant. I’m not pregnant. It’s a boy or girl. A jury returns with a verdict of guilty or innocent. Their words determine freedom or confinement. People believe or disbelieve a politician’s words. Candidates win-or-lose elections by their words. We make or lose friendships because of what we say. I receive Christ. I reject Christ. The change in our heart and the words on our lips will make the difference between heaven and hell.  

As a writer, my world comprises words. If I put them in the right order, they make sense. If I jumble them, I destroy the story. The world I am trying to create will not come into being. So many put their heart and soul into a book that goes nowhere. Classics are classics because we relate to the words written on a page.

And like wise everyone relies on words from the smallest child just learning to read to the oldest adult. Every day we use them. Hundreds to thousands of times each day. Like the cars on a train, we link them together and paint in the reader’s mind. If we do it right, it becomes a portrait we hope they will never forget.