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Writing has laws of perspective, of light and shade just as painting does, or music. If you are born knowing them, fine. If not, learn them. Then rearrange the rules to suit yourself. — Truman Capote
I am in here.
Writing has laws of perspective, of light and shade just as painting does, or music. If you are born knowing them, fine. If not, learn them. Then rearrange the rules to suit yourself. — Truman Capote
I love my poems. I’m going to herd some of mine around today, as well as others’. They’re always there, you know, if you look for them. I like to pretend, sometimes, that I don’t have “inspiration,” and I’m waiting. But they’re there. Got to go find them. Rather like how Charles Hermite saw numbers … Continue reading writing
I wandered around Mom’s apartment a lot today, looking over objects in every room that I remember from toddlerhood. I thought I should want something. My husband thought I should want something. I only chose a few of Dad’s old things to give to my son. I wanted nothing, not even the portrait she’d had … Continue reading Things
And wow, only 6 months to go, folks! And why not… it takes that long to read the bleeding book! However, Joyce was a genius. A genius who kept a lady’s stocking in his pocket, but a genius nevertheless. Come on now, folks, recite after me…. “Stately, plump Buck Mulligan….” Rejoyce Don’t know if you … Continue reading Joyce