Lately I have been re-reading Jane Eyre, for the umpteenth time, and it has reminded me just how much I love the beauty and elegance and sophisticated description and imagery that writers use to implore to communicate and the vivid images and emotions they shared. It is a shame that so many now days have a lack of this. Things have become simple. Words have become simple, and in some ways meaningless. I wish we had the vocabulary and artistry of our literary predecessors. I guess that is my goal, to possess even half the talent of those before me. It can be done!
Sorry, rant over. haha.