
Wild Mind: Living the Writer's Life

I thought I would be redundant, but reading a book about writing is different from actually getting down and doing writing. I was naïve. I should have remembered that after I read the Tibetan Book of the Dead, I was still afraid to die.
Natalie Goldberg • Wild Mind: Living the Writer's Life
- Go for the jugular. If something scary comes up, go for it. That’s where the energy is. Otherwise, you’ll spend all your time writing around whatever makes you nervous. It will probably be abstract, bland writing because you’re avoiding the truth.
Natalie Goldberg • Wild Mind: Living the Writer's Life
What is the purpose of this? Most of the time when we write, we mix up the editor and creator.
Natalie Goldberg • Wild Mind: Living the Writer's Life
The memory can be something that happened five seconds ago.
Natalie Goldberg • Wild Mind: Living the Writer's Life
Over and over I have done timed writings beginning with “I remember,” “I am looking at,” “I know,” “I
Natalie Goldberg • Wild Mind: Living the Writer's Life
Hemingway said if a writer knows something, even if he doesn’t write it, it is present in his work.
Natalie Goldberg • Wild Mind: Living the Writer's Life
So finally a writer must be willing to sit at the bottom of the pit, commit herself to stay there, and let all the wild animals approach, even call them up, then face them, write them down, and not run away.
Natalie Goldberg • Wild Mind: Living the Writer's Life
The writing hand wants to write about what she did Saturday night: “I drank whiskey straight all night and stared at a man’s back across the bar. He was wearing a red T-shirt. I imagined him to have the face of Harry Belafonte. At three A.M., he finally turned my way and I spit into the ashtray when I saw him. He had the face of a wet mongrel who
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So our job as writers is not to diddle around our whole lives in the dot but to take one big step out of it and sink into the big sky and write from there. Let everything run through us and grab as much as we can of it with a pen and paper. Let yourself live in something that is already rightfully yours—your own wild mind.