I Only Know Two Things

One:

Read fairy tales. Read road signs. Read cereal boxes. Read hymnals, blasphemies, bathroom walls, works in translation, license plates, scraps of paper left discarded on the sidewalk. Read comic books and movie scripts and fine print and subway ads and assembly instructions. Read it all again. Read on the train. Read out loud. Read to someone while you are both naked. Read to a pet, to a plant, to a roomful of strangers, to an empty room. Read a little of what you hate. Read all of what you love. Read illegible notes to yourself. Read letters and liner notes and lies and condemnations and novelizations and bibliographies and tabloids and footnotes and manifestos and things that are none of your goddamned business. Read for school and for work and for citizenship and for yourself. Read porn and scripture until you can't tell the difference, classics and trash until you can. Read yourself as if you were someone else. Shut up and read.

Two:

Replace "Read" with "Write."