n. a feeling of resonant connection with an author or artist you’ll never meet, who may have lived centuries ago and thousands of miles away but can still get inside your head and leave behind morsels of their experience, like the little piles of stones left by hikers that mark a hidden path through unfamiliar territory.
I was too pysched up for the entrance essay and nearly finished it instead of doing serious writing on anything else. When I get back from school tonight, I do have to finish my application if I can… but I really badly want to write. :)
Thanks for your input last night/today! That steampunk one needs picked up so badly… I’m still debating how much liberty to take with history. XD