“Writing is…being fiercely alive”

a writer's word polished or raw

 “Writing is…being fiercely alive”

Written by Mary Gaitskill

Post Sunday 5th October 2014

Created by Jennifer Kiley

 

“Writing Is… Being Fiercely Alive”

“Writing is….
being able
to take
something
whole
and
fiercely alive
that exists
inside you
in some
unknowable
combination
of thought,
feeling,
physicality,
and spirit,

and to then
store
it
like a genie
in tense,
tiny
black symbols
on a
calm
white page.

If
the wrong
reader
comes across
the words,
they will
remain
just words.

But
for the right
readers,
your vision
blooms
off the page
and is
absorbed
into their
minds
like smoke,
where it will
re-form,
whole
and
alive,

fully adapted
to its new
environment.”

― Mary Gaitskill

smoke billowing black the dance crizzcrozz


Typewriter Song played by Boston Pops

[Reminiscent to the days of the battering the keys & the famous bell at the end. Time to throw the “carriage” back.]

“I Am One of the Searchers”

a writer's word polished or raw

“I Am One of the Searchers”

By James Kavanaugh

Post by Jennifer Kiley

Posted on Sunday 15th June 2014

water ocean gif

sun rays into forest“I Am One of the Searchers”  There are, I believe, millions of us. We are not unhappy, but neither are we really content. We continue to explore life, hoping to uncover its ultimate secret. We continue to explore ourselves, hoping to understand. We like to walk along the beach, we are drawn by the ocean, taken by its power, its unceasing motion, its mystery and unspeakable beauty. We like forests and mountains, deserts and hidden rivers, and the lonely cities as well. Our sadness is as much a part of our lives as is our laughter. To share our sadness with one we love is perhaps as great a joy as we can know. Unless it be to share our laughter.

sunrise in the mountainsWe searchers are ambitious only for life itself, for everything beautiful it can provide.Most of all we love and want to be loved. We want to live in a relationship that will not impede our wandering, not prevent our search, nor lock us in prison walls; that will take us for what little we have to give. We do not want to have to prove ourselves to another or compete for love.

river thru rock walls by cocoaaaaa

For wanderers, dreamers, and lovers,

for lonely men and women

who dare to ask from life everything

good and beautiful. It is for those who

are too gentle to live among wolves.

— James Kavanaugh

[There Are Men Too Gentle To Live Among Wolves]

rain on window in the city gif

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