I know I have said, I read and then I write. There can be so many ways of thinking about this thought. One way of thinking about this is to say, that by writing, one is reading the world essentially.
Writing, be it through typing words on a word processor, or carving shapes on a stone, is making one’s mark in the world through a deep interaction and engagement with the grounds. Is this not reading? Is running one’s hands over the texture of the grounds not reading? Looking for something means to read for something. It is a natural instinct.