November 29, 2010

• Writing

  I occasionally write like a wandering person (mendicant?), carrying muddled signs with short sentences and enigmatic, paradoxical or philosophical themes. Or crazy themes. People tell me they like my writing, my 'voice' as one friend put it. There's a bit of me in my writing that, ironically, isn't actually the me people hear when I speak. Or, maybe it is and I don't know it. I mostly ramble, which I also do in person, but when I ramble as I write sometimes, most times, things come full circle. Or they at least say something interesting enough, or in such a manner that prompt people like my sister to tell me "I love your writing. At first when you start reading you're like ughhh, but then you ease into it and it's lovely." Ease into it, she says. My brain eases into coherence. My writing does much the same.

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