Tragedy

Google has failed me. It's sad, but it's true. I was looking back through my older posts (because I still amuse me even after I'm finished writing), and noticed a phrase that I know I got from a book I read. So I googled it. Nothing even close to what I was looking for. The phrase I wrote (and paraphrased a little from the original) is: " the arranging of letters into words and words into sentences." So if anyone ends up actually reading this some day, and knows what book that quote is from - tell me. Tell me what book it is. Don't just tell me that you know what book it's from and not tell me the name of the book. That would just be cruel.

I almost had something more to post today. I had inspiration, desire, a will to write. And write I did. Then... I stopped writing. I had lost the muse. I don't know what happened, really. One minute I had things to say, and the next I had nothing to say. All this to say, I have no words to say. Tonight, anyway. Say, maybe tomorrow I'll have more to say. Or even something to say. Instead of saying this. It's a worthless use of 'say.' [I'll eventually finish what I started, however, and I will post it. I promise.]