Thursday, January 27

"He lived in a state of intense personal drama,
& that, perhaps, is what lifted him out of the ordinary."
-journal of solitude, may sarton

"Denver was my first stop on my world tour. All I wanted to do in life was write. And so my friend and I would sit together with our typewriters on our laps. We would write for an hour and then read each other's work. I never really learned the solitude that is needed to become a true writer. All my life I've wanted to be a writer."
"I've heard that for the last fifty years," her husband says with a wink as he leaves the room.
"There's still time," I tell her, leaning forward. She smiles and nods.
"Maybe I'll be the next Emily Dickinson phenomenon."

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