“There is always in me two women at least…”

Here is a  quote from a favorite woman writer (I have so many!) Anais Nin on keeping her famous diaries. I find the words so inspiring, the “echoes and reverberations” transform and enchant me.

This diary is my kief, hashish, and opium pipe.  This is my drug and my vice.  Instead of writing a novel, I lie back with this book and a pen, and dream, and indulge in refractions and defractions… I must relive my life in the dream.  The dream is my only life.  I see in the echoes  and reverberations, the tranfigurations which alone keep wonder pure.  Otherwise all magic is lost.  Otherwise life show its deformities and the homeliness becomes rust… All matter must be fused this way through the lens of my vise or the rust of living would slow down my rhythm to a sob.

 

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We fret about words…

An enchanted writing quote from Susan Sontag:

We fret about words, we writers. Words mean.  Words point.  They are arrows. Arrows stuck in the rough hide of reality. And the more portentous, more general the word, the more they also resemble rooms or tunnels.  They can expand, or cave in.  They can com to be filled with a bad smell.  They will often remind us of other rooms, where we’d rather dwell or where we think we are already living.  They can be spaces we lose the art or the wisdom of inhabiting.  And eventually those volumes of mental intention we no longer know how to inhabit, will be abandoned, boarded up, closed down.