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Sylvia Plath derided The Bell Jar as “a pot boiler”. (That is, a piece of art produced to keep the heat on.)
Adam Mastroianni • 28 Slightly Rude Notes on Writing
We learn early that fitting in is often just a long-form apology for who you are, yet somewhere along the way, this becomes our default mode of being.
the quiet thrill of not being for everyone
The accumulation of these micro-dissonances becomes a deeper signal: you're coming home to yourself.
the quiet thrill of not being for everyone
The poet Paul Valéry said that, for every poem you write, God gives you one line, and you supply the rest.2 Amy Lowell, another poet, described those in-between lines, the ones you provide, as “putty”. You get no credit for God’s lines; all artistry is in the puttying.
Adam Mastroianni • 28 Slightly Rude Notes on Writing
"Wild Geese" by Mary Oliver: A Dive into My Favorite Poem · LETTERS AND LEAVES
letters-leaves.comA life in constant potential.
A life in constant potential.
These moments feel uncomfortable initially, but something interesting happens: your body starts telling you before your brain does that peace exists where performance used to live. Each time you choose authenticity over accommodation, you're rewiring your stress responses. The nervous system learns that social disapproval isn't existential threat.