I love the way a short story can offer a sharp concentrated insight like a stiletto thrust. I love the way you can experience a whole lifetime in a few pages, as you do in the lines of a poem.
Andrea Lee words it so well. I am a big fan of books. I've liked books ever since I was little. It all has to do with my family. My family reads. They read a lot. I suppose the biggest culprit has been my brother. There has been a one-sided competition with my brother ever since I was little. That competition has always come from my side (hence it is one-sided). I've looked up to him since I was little. Literally too, since he is 6'3'' and almost 8 years older than me. But I really mean it in the figurative sense. He has always impressed me with his intelligence. I've been jealous of it all for years. Now, well now, I guess I'm just grateful. He was the one that opened the portals to fantastic literary worlds. He was the one that opened the portals and then pushed me through. Since then I have felt those "stiletto thrusts" time and again as I open the covers to various books. No book has, of course, impacted me as much as the Scriptures. In that book I have experienced not a whole lifetime but a whole new life. It is like "the lines of a poem" only so much more.
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