why I write
But this silly desire to be an exceptional young writer wasn’t egoistic craving. It was a biological obligation. He couldn’t help it. He couldn’t turn it off. Even when he tried not to write, he was writing. He imagined paragraphs in his head, imagined whole novels, composed of sentences that weren’t even made up of words, just the essence of words
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An essay is not a vehicle of knowledge transmission; it is a landscape to think in, and a path to get there.
Confessions Of An Attention Seeker
just wanted to be in a better place than I was when I wasn’t writing.
Jami Attenberg • I Came All This Way to Meet You: Writing Myself Home
An attraction to that which was absent. A sketch, an outline, never fully formed, but still, it existed as an idea. Filling in the imaginary blanks with information I did not have but found I could invent quite easily. A thing we do as writers. If we just give ourselves permission. But also, there was something about simply feeling the sense of the
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