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One of them, Sang Lee, died in 2010. The other, the survivor, has been blocked ever since. But last week, she finally started writing again—journal entries, bits of poetry. It’s a start. I’ve been gently feeding her prompts and encouragement. There have been tears of doubt and frustration—from both of us. Sang’s death knocked us into philosophical dovetails.

I began writing and tweeting obsessively. She fell silent and mastered the backstage of the blogosphere—coded languages for her new anonymous poetry.  Safely expressing her passion to the internet spiders.

I’m posting this video to encourage her writing process. The world is far too bleak for its brilliant writers to stop working with human words. In the name of good karma, I can’t allow it.

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