In Stephen King's latest novel, "Lisey's Story", he writes about a certain pool. In fact the entire story is pretty much centered around this pool. It's often mentioned as the Pool of Life, the cup of imagination...more importantly, The Word Pool. Perhaps you folks have heard of it, perhaps not. For me, it isn't a pool, but a deep swift river with its even deeper, more bountiful, lazy spots along its winding path. It is in these "lazy spots" where the big ones live. I fish there often, and sometimes work up enough courage to go swimming in one or two of those deeper lazy spots down river.
Pool or river, both come down to about the same, we all know where this place is.
"It's the pool where we all go down to drink, to swim, to catch a little fish from the edge of shore; also the pool where some hardy souls (Faulkner is only one example) go out in their flimsy wooden boats after the big ones. "
For a writer, words are eternal, and Stewart Sternberg has touched on this subject more than once I think. Words are a writer's way of expression. Some words are beautiful and stunning, some are most definitely grim and nasty. But words are words and to write, one must know what words work, and what don't. Even if you are not a fiction writer, the Pool, or river, is still very much active. Speeches, lectures, the folks who can do these the best have been wading and dunking themselves in the Pool for quite sometime. So, yes, the Pool is where we all go down to drink. And drink we must, if we want to speak and write our best. It is there, all one has to do is close their eyes, and look.
If you haven't read "Lisey's Story", I strongly recommend it. It's a beautiful novel, with plenty of horrific events that will leave you in shuddering awe. I loved the book. And I believe in the Pool. Do you?