by G. Sax (@gsax)
I am worn out by words. Even Twitter posts feel too long. Oh, don’t get me wrong: I love to write and speak and share and soapbox with the best of ’em, but I know when a good sshhh is in order.
I’ve already put in thousands and thousands of words this month—written, spoken, tweeted, texted, emailed, blogged—and I’m set to double that in the next week as I put the finishing touches on a real estate magazine of notable pedigree.
But this isn’t a post about a magazine or a whinefest about the good fortune of being paid to write for a living. It’s an opportunity to establish three. As in, three paragraphs to say I’m writing three captions for three photos that adequately represent three years of Saint Paul living after more than a decade of not. I often preach the “less is more” adage. This week I follow it.
Because city dogs have more fun.
Because some legacies shouldn’t have to be explained.
Because cheese is as good here as it is in Wisconsin and California.
