Every day when I sit down to write these posts, I think about how I should be writing so that it will be something that Cayden and Avery will understand. I always think back to what Stephen King says about writing – that it is telepathy:
Look – here’s a table covered with a red cloth. On it is a cage the size of a small fish aquarium. In the cage is a white rabbit with a pink nose and pink-rimmed eyes. In its front paws is a carrot-stub upon which it is contentedly munching. On its back, clearly marked in blue ink, is the numeral 8.
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This is what we’re looking at, and we all see it. I didn’t tell you. You didn’t ask me. I never opened my mouth and you never opened yours. We’re not even in the same year together, let alone the same room…except we are together. We’re close.
We’re having a meeting of the minds.
I sent you a table with a red cloth on it, a cage, a rabbit, and the number eight in blue ink. You got them all, especially that blue ink. We’ve engaged in an act of telepathy. No mythy-mountain shit; real telepathy.
– Stephen King, On Writing, p.97-98
Will Avery and Cayden and I have a meeting of the minds? Perhaps when I’m not even around any more. I hope so. I hope the things I’ve learned can help you.
If you want to change the way the healthcare system works or at least point out how it’s broken, you need to meet with the minds of people who have the power to do something about it. My experience has been that a well-crafted email can be incredibly effective.
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