I don't need to tell anyone who writes how unbelievable it is to receive words as a gift. And I have been blessed to have been part of several Anduin moments, where the current flowed around the world, and we knew we were connected.
I don't know if I can adequately explain what happens in the heart when you know that someone you admire as a friend and as a writer has found your own work worth spending time inside.
And if the strict form pantoum wasn't enough of a challenge, Flick chose a spot where I walk a dangerous line between my public and my private work, and chose to walk it with me, without a net.
The bravery of my friends astounds me.