Swan Song

My dream has always been to make my living as a writer ( some dream when you look at all the starving writers there are around!) I only really feel truly alive when I am writing, its like I suddenly sprout wings and the possibilities take flight. Whatever wordly stuff is going on in my life I can always transcend it when my fingers come into contact with the keyboard.It doesn't matter whether I'm composing soul deep poetry or trying to spice up a dry article on mortgages, I somehow feel as though I have some sort of power trip going on, must be "the pen is mightier than the sword" syndrome or something.Language is such a fascinating medium, the choice of each word is so important,one little word can change the whole mood or rhythm of a piece. Like music really, one note can make it or break it. In these days of texting and instant messaging, our language seems to be curling up and giving up the ghost.It's so sad that something so evocative of emotion is dying. Is this maybe why compassion and empathy are also on the way out? Why illiteracy is on the way in? Language is about sharing, isn't a sunset all the more poignant when shared, a story more vivid, a sad experience less painfull? It is more common nowadays to see hoardes of people communicating with a cellphone in a crowded place than with each other, so sad.I read today that the sales of video games outnumbers the sales of books 100 to 1, imagine that.