"The mark of my success is curiosity" – I love this – this is usually my own personal benchmark. Also: did I impact one person? Even if that person is me?
I’ve read your second book, though I admit I have not read your first 🙂. You are an exceptional writer! I can see why
Is it ok to say that I wish I could write sentences like you, that I’m a bit jealous about how *tight* your writing is? I have no idea how much time you spend compressing them until each word is concentrated and dehydrated, infused with meaning. Well, not every word.. the short conjunctions and prepositions... I’m getting off track because I wrote something earlier that was a bit personal and now I’m deflecting, hoping you won’t notice. ☺️ ... and I used an emoji because same... you can look without really looking (that NYC side-eye...)
The point is when you evolve your writing faster than my reading and you find a whole different audience, the irony is I will be left behind and as much as I don’t want that, it will be another marker of your success. Hard truth for a poet to know; everything ends and everything is evolving into the next thing. One point in time, like footsteps on a sandy dune. We were there once, our memory, our words know that. It was rare, we were there, we knew it all too well...
Anyway, line cadence is the everything.
Anyway... I should probably read your first book...
"The mark of my success is curiosity" – I love this – this is usually my own personal benchmark. Also: did I impact one person? Even if that person is me?
I’ve read your second book, though I admit I have not read your first 🙂. You are an exceptional writer! I can see why
Is it ok to say that I wish I could write sentences like you, that I’m a bit jealous about how *tight* your writing is? I have no idea how much time you spend compressing them until each word is concentrated and dehydrated, infused with meaning. Well, not every word.. the short conjunctions and prepositions... I’m getting off track because I wrote something earlier that was a bit personal and now I’m deflecting, hoping you won’t notice. ☺️ ... and I used an emoji because same... you can look without really looking (that NYC side-eye...)
The point is when you evolve your writing faster than my reading and you find a whole different audience, the irony is I will be left behind and as much as I don’t want that, it will be another marker of your success. Hard truth for a poet to know; everything ends and everything is evolving into the next thing. One point in time, like footsteps on a sandy dune. We were there once, our memory, our words know that. It was rare, we were there, we knew it all too well...
Anyway, line cadence is the everything.
Anyway... I should probably read your first book...
Every time I think I'm going nowhere, something happens. Like this article of yours. I come away encouraged and inspired.
You are an incredible writer, and I'm so fortunate I found you those many years ago.
"My worth can’t be reduced to a click or clap. I don’t need to hit the publish button to know I’m good at what I do.
My writing isn’t mass-market. I have a particular style and voice that invariably repels a fuck ton of people."
Bingo!!!