I sat in my home last night with three new friends, all of us a little timid, but none too shy. We went through the prescribed conversation of majors-who was doing what, where to get an MFA, how we would find jobs after we graduated. The kinds of things that even though you’d like to not talk about, you can’t help but discuss. We are students. Consider our classes children and us the mothers that know how to speak of nothing else. A fellow English student asked me if I wrote, their eyes all for a moment on my covered typewriter in the corner.
“I don’t claim to be a writer,” I answered their curious eyes with a quiet voice. What I wanted to say was, “This is what I want. This is what I’ve been striving for since I could first scratch my name onto paper, that raw lifestyle of one who sees things differently-one who must uncover the raw pieces of everyday life.” I write what I know. And I know very, very little.
“I do not see myself as naturally talented. Whatever talent I have has been developed through years of writing. I do not believe that anyone is born with a natural talent to write, I think it has to be developed.” –Larry Brown
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You DO write well. And I would add that you don't necessarily have to know much in order to write. You just need eyes that see and it's clear that you do. I've enjoyed and learned from every post and wanted to read more.
...and I'm really picky when it comes to reading people's blogs.
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