The Act of Writing

What is writing?

Our English word for Writing, derives from the Proto-Germanic “writan,” which means to tear, scratch.

Is that what we’re doing?

Ripping the curtain to see what’s on the other side? Peering into our own soul and the souls of others?

Making little scratch marks on a tree trunk beside the path, so we know the way home?

Or, are we ripping a hole in something like the Berlin Wall, so the whole thing comes down once someone sees the ray of daylight flowing through, and it alters the geo-politics of the entire planet forever?

Is there a butterfly-in-the-Amazon effect from a single sentence?

I don’t know yet because I’m still writing every day to find out. You tell me.