Re: Text
Sarah (cinnimon@vvm.com)
Tue, 24 Mar 1998 16:30:48 -0800 (PST)
Thanks! :) I really appreciate it!
Sarah
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: On The Subject of writing and its inherent romanticism.
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: The only question to determine whether you're a writer or not is why are
: you writing? And then, do you want to?
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: Charles Bukowski is probably the only writer that ever literally wrote to
: survive and maintained his honesty. Meanwhile, for the writers of the
: world, (by no means all) there seems to be a lot of the attraction of
: writing one's life away and feeling ever so self-important as a result.
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: In High School I dabbled in the area of writing and got the English
Teacher
: Taking Me Aside from every English teacher I had besides one, who told me
that
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: the phrase "amplified silence" could not be used in fiction because it
: was impossible to amplify silence. Notably, I didn't quite mind that he
: didn't like my style. I very actively persued the life of a writer, as
you
: said, the life of a "professional child." In the same light as Godot,
: I also came to the realization (freshman year in college) that there was
: nothing else in life I could do aside from wanton creation and concepts.
: These are both things you don't get much money for.
:
: But I went for it anyway. My Freshman English professor told me that I
: didn't need to attend her classes anymore because I could probably teach
: them. I was a "writer."
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: The question at that point though was whether or not I wanted to be. It
: strikes me, in hindsight, as how remarkably I had always been protected
: from misinterpretation. Its actually quite a terrible thing when you
: write a poem about the "blind people" and how much you love them and hate
: them at the same time, only to have someone turn around and call you a
: mysoginist. Aside from that, there is also a point for redundancy; in my
: case, the things I truly loved could no longer become merely subjects for
: poems, it seemed that if you make something beautiful out of something
: beautiful, you cheapen its original beauty. It struck me as horrendous
and
: disgusting, as well as terribly pretentious, to take the beauty of life
: and actually attempt to duplicate it in a well-structured form. Seymour
: said it best, as usual: "The Human Language Conspires To Desecrate
: Everything On Earth."
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