He's a writer, the kind I would aspire to be if I had that kind of commitment. His prose is just so good (because he worries over every word, almost endlessly). But he lives in even more remote boonies than I do, and he's jonesing for some kind of comunity of word-lovers to keep him from going into withdrawal.
He's not particularly net-savvy. Is there a place any of you would send him, where people love prose, and where spending a morning worrying about whether to use a metaphor or a simile isn't considered the act of a deranged mind?