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The written word
The written word
"But soft, what light through yonder window brakes, it is the east and Juliet is the sun. Arise fair sun and kill the envious moon who is sick and pale with grief."
To most people these are but words on a page, most can not tell me the author but to those who know theatre these words are immortal and a part of one of the greatest collections of plays done by a single man.
The written word, to most, is just that, words on a page. To a trained or taught actor words are a view into what the author is feeling and how they want those words interpreted. Emotion and feeling are a part of what what is on the page. What the actor sees is the directors note but in time they only need see the words to know the mood and feeling of the words.
I have done some theatre and been on stage as an actor, mostly supporting roles and know how to read emotion and intent in the words on a page. How a sentence is constructed can tell me much of who the writer is. What the content of the message is can speak to the mood or to interest.
I have learned to read this into the words on a page and in the same way learn about the author.
The words we use are our emotions on a page pieces of ourselves recorded in print. To the writer this is noting new and a good friend knows of which I speak for the words put to page by them are the worthy of an artist brush and they paint beautiful pictures with their words. I envie this for the words do not flow as they once did. Though some one has reawakened this passion in me for the words and I owe them gratitude.
To this one of gentle sweetness I do offer my thanks. I now can write as I once did of beauty and life, that which has been dorment for so long, the expression of the soul and the beauty of what is that makes each day new.
What I read I have learned to feel the authors thoughts and emotions, know what inflection is on each word and there by know more of the author. In this way I learn about those who contact me and through correspondence discover who it is I am in contact with.
I am forever a gentelman, never to presume but here to seek the friendships that life has to offer and give all that is in me to those who except my friendship for what is offered, my trust, my word and my respect.