containment

99 words are small, self-contained and elegant.

They are a means to an end – to start the wheels of thought turning and churning; get the ink flowing and the pixels pinned to the screen in ordered rows of thought and concept against a skeuomorphic paper screen.

99 words are bigger than a start, but not such a commitment as to invite self-doubt to build walls across the path of process and progress.

They fit on a picture postcard sent as a prompt from potential to enactment.

Every word counts. Every word matters. Meat and bone, no room for fat.¶

jon m wilson Written by:

As half of the team behind 101projects101days.com, I am a serial starter of things, beginner of projects. I work in bits and in bytes, in words and paragraphs; I work in wood, metal, and paper, in fabric and in leather; I work in fits and in starts. Most of all I work intermittently and inconsistently.

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