Your shifts once Emmett’s story comes in. The way you weave your own reflections with his experience works really well and it subtly changes the scale of the whole piece.
Applause truly just silently
What starts as a reflection on ego and writing suddenly feels more grounded. The comparison between your life and his doesn’t feel forced. It just naturally puts things into perspective and gave me new thoughts train. Long one , too long.
And that small detail about the bladder in such an extreme moment really stuck with me. It’s oddly simple but very real, and it pulls the reader out of abstraction and back into the human side of the story.
Steel forged. But what about consciousness. Not a question. Just durection.
Thanks Sierra. The chances of me posting the original essay were very slim prior to Emmett’s essay landing. His gritty, real-life accounts simply proved the point without me having to say it. So I said it! 😂 I hope more people read what he has to say, because it might put some ego’s into check. My greatest barometer is when I have to eat my own words into silence.
Agreed. I am a single drop in the ocean of words that I wash up on a sure, here, read this! I claim no ownership - I'm simply the messenger. The water bearer offering cups for the thirsty.
The world seems dull, but in fact it’s filled with magical and mysterious rough gemstones. The novelist is equipped with the eyes to discover them. – Haruki Murakami
Mai again.
Your shifts once Emmett’s story comes in. The way you weave your own reflections with his experience works really well and it subtly changes the scale of the whole piece.
Applause truly just silently
What starts as a reflection on ego and writing suddenly feels more grounded. The comparison between your life and his doesn’t feel forced. It just naturally puts things into perspective and gave me new thoughts train. Long one , too long.
And that small detail about the bladder in such an extreme moment really stuck with me. It’s oddly simple but very real, and it pulls the reader out of abstraction and back into the human side of the story.
Steel forged. But what about consciousness. Not a question. Just durection.
Thanks Sierra. The chances of me posting the original essay were very slim prior to Emmett’s essay landing. His gritty, real-life accounts simply proved the point without me having to say it. So I said it! 😂 I hope more people read what he has to say, because it might put some ego’s into check. My greatest barometer is when I have to eat my own words into silence.
Just to add on top
I don’t feel like my work is mine really. Watching internal outbursts can’t be considered as creativity or real life experience.
Agreed. I am a single drop in the ocean of words that I wash up on a sure, here, read this! I claim no ownership - I'm simply the messenger. The water bearer offering cups for the thirsty.
💯 But what truly interests me is the one who created the ocean in the first place, and where it came from.
It's an interesting thought that has no answer. Put questions to sleep and questions make one sleepy.
Working solution btw
With added boredom as ingredient especially
Totally same state after his work
The world seems dull, but in fact it’s filled with magical and mysterious rough gemstones. The novelist is equipped with the eyes to discover them. – Haruki Murakami