i know i'm happy because i'm not biting my nails. there should be more tangible proof but this is what i've got.
i cannot write this book because writing this book requires a dislocation so profound that writing is the only way to breathe.
the book i need to write cannot be written here.
i realized this on friday and it came as more of a relief than a shock.
it's something i don't know what to do with it, but it is good to know.
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It's great to know, exciting to know. so well put, i'm definitely writing for oxygen at the moment.
i know. i can tell and am a little jealous :)
Did Marilyn really rock green eyeshadows?? or was that a photo edit?
that would be a photo edit. i think. i wish not.
if you could choose anywhere for writing oxygen, where would you? I'm aware this none of my business and a public forum so feel free to ignore the question. Just curious and willing to hard sell Berlin :)
i don't really know yet. in crazy confessions, i am, however, pretty sure that i'm one day destined to write something in vietnam...
a ground swell of unhappiness, eh?
indeed :)
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