I just wanted to take a minute to say thank you all. Since my utterly depressing post last night I have been given a big, fluffy Prose Hug and now I'm off to bed feeling loved up and chipper again.

You people are just the biggest hearted most caring bunch of kittens I could ever hope to meet, and I'm humbled and happy to be among you.

I feel I must use a historic Americanism to express my thanks, so,

Aw Shucks gosh darn!!!

Kisses and hugs and thanks.

Congratulations! You're here!

But it's a difficult time to write and the hunt is still on, retracing a lost sacred code whilst trying to escape from the sameness of the well travelled road.

Culture and class are becoming binary; zeros and ones, principles; arbitrary, oppression between a rock and hard place; mandatory - for zeros at least - stretched paper thin over pillars and posts of soulless pursuits and disappointing role models. This is an intellectual graveyard.

The question I find, for everyone, zeros AND ones of our fragmented house shouldn't be: Why do you support new writers? The question should be: Can we afford NOT to invest in the thinkers that will become writers?

I liken the tools of writing to carpentry tools because they sometimes need sharpening, restoring like those on a workbench. If you want to write, need a morale boost or a bit of support then the community of 'Prose.' can help - other times you need books.

Our interpersonal tools, when used effectively can help us shed our differences and prejudices as we come together on the worlds stage to build a house, call it a home and live in it.

Support new writers!