I am now writing my posts via Word (TM C inc.) as opposed to straight into my blog, as I now do not trust it to devour my lovingly crafted (!) work.
Seriously though, bloody machines! Anyhoo, here is my brief encounter with a letter…
The words are stark, black.
They stare at me, accusing syllables and consonants that worm their insidious way into my head and nail my eyes fast to them with vivid punctuation. I even see the grain of the paper, peripheral and functional, aiding them in the penetration of my skull. The handwriting betrays intent, for it is focused, regular, rhythmic: the methodical mind of a killer incarnate within my grasp.
“Don’t forget the kids…”