A paragraph is a container for sentences—like a shadow box, a burea drawer, a coffin, a laundry hamper, a diaper hamper, a time capsule. I put as many sentences in the box as will fit, Sometimes I keep the box relatively empty. I shake the box and let the sentences fall into different positions.
I write for solitude’s sake, not for companionship or communication. My writing may seem chatty but its aims are inexpressive and abstract.
I write to wallow—to feel a soaring upward and then a crash downward. Adjective or noun or adverb can be anagnorisis and peripeteia happening simultaneously. Diction should hurt. I like to twist a word into its dirty groove.