“All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know” Hemingway. When we walk on the beach and we find pieces of broken glass that are still sharp, you can cut yourself. But when you find old pieces of glass, washed by the ocean, they look so beautiful, like a gem, and it’s impossible to cut yourself, the edges have been rounded. That’s how I feel about writing about the wounds. “Washed” past comes out easily to write but sometimes, I feel a calling to write about the present . I dont think that I pick the stories to write, I try to make a list, but it never works. I wake up and suddenly I realize that i am writing about something that I didn’t planned and so it is. Thanks for sharing your fresh raw emotions.
I love the comparison, well said! I’m very similar, when I plan too much, nothing comes of it. I also found myself thinking that once it’s written down it’s already in the past so maybe we never truly write about the present :)
I like the idea of someone is telling us a story and we write about it. We are not the creator just a medium putting into paper what someone is whispering us in the ear ♥️
Lemme know if you do read and what your thoughts are. It's one of my re-reads.
Related:
I am doing a weekly illustration of some of its pages. I would really appreciate feedback from someone who's read the book! (Where I am going wrong/right etc.,)
Lovely Ly. As always loved reading your story, for many different reasons, and one being - that they make me think of things i never would have otherwise ❤️ so thank you for that. PS. I absolutely get vulnerability hangovers (and now I know how to call that weird feeling... lol) 😘
“All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know” Hemingway. When we walk on the beach and we find pieces of broken glass that are still sharp, you can cut yourself. But when you find old pieces of glass, washed by the ocean, they look so beautiful, like a gem, and it’s impossible to cut yourself, the edges have been rounded. That’s how I feel about writing about the wounds. “Washed” past comes out easily to write but sometimes, I feel a calling to write about the present . I dont think that I pick the stories to write, I try to make a list, but it never works. I wake up and suddenly I realize that i am writing about something that I didn’t planned and so it is. Thanks for sharing your fresh raw emotions.
I love the comparison, well said! I’m very similar, when I plan too much, nothing comes of it. I also found myself thinking that once it’s written down it’s already in the past so maybe we never truly write about the present :)
I like the idea of someone is telling us a story and we write about it. We are not the creator just a medium putting into paper what someone is whispering us in the ear ♥️
Yes, I feel it even with my personal stories often that I’m just the medium.
You might like reading Akira Kurosawa 's Autobiography.
It does have the same take on vulnerability and memoirs as you do in the introduction(of this post)
Thanks for sharing this with me.
My pleasure!
Lemme know if you do read and what your thoughts are. It's one of my re-reads.
Related:
I am doing a weekly illustration of some of its pages. I would really appreciate feedback from someone who's read the book! (Where I am going wrong/right etc.,)
Latest post is here: https://mrnooblearnstodraw.substack.com/p/toad02-kurosawa-san-minus-movies.
Lovely Ly. As always loved reading your story, for many different reasons, and one being - that they make me think of things i never would have otherwise ❤️ so thank you for that. PS. I absolutely get vulnerability hangovers (and now I know how to call that weird feeling... lol) 😘
That’s amazing to hear, thank you for sharing it with me ❤️ Btw, vulnerability hangover is not my term, I believe it was by Brene Brown.