Stuck In The Constant Limbo Between “really Excited About My Own Writing” And “pretty Sure I Can’t

Mary Oliver

You can love a character & still admit when they’re wrong. I love Kaz Brekker but I acknowledge his flaws (none, he’s perfect) and I can hold him accountable for his wrongdoings (he’s never done anything wrong in his life) an call him out on his actions (which are always right).

there was no perfect path. you did not get punished. your life did not unravel when you made a left turn. the memory will always be there. you can visit whenever you want. there is no alternate timeline where you made a better choice and got a happier ending. you were a little girl chasing the ice cream truck, playing hopscotch, swinging and aiming for the never ending blue. yes, the grief was waiting up ahead. but so was the miracle of saturdays in a car headed wherever you wanted to go. enough sky to wrap around every wound. friends who, despite your perennial bouts of silence, kept an ear close at all times.

I want to write. I have ideas. I open document. I type four of the worst sentences ever created in the english language. I daydream the rest of the scene. I close document.

sylvia plath

Ahn Jong Yuen (안종연) 1. EclecticStills, 1995 2. 빛의소리 [Sound of Light], 1999

will graham ⬥ hannibal — jorge luis borges, “the other tiger”

the rival / fever 103°

— ariel, sylvia plath (1965).

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