Silver Linings
You want to know what the best thing about all this is?
It's material. I'm scribbling constantly in notebooks. It's a fiction goldmine.
And the alcohol, I don't normally do this: Keep drinking with the aim of passing out.
Yes, I'm drunk.
And I hate myself.
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It's material. I'm scribbling constantly in notebooks. It's a fiction goldmine.
And the alcohol, I don't normally do this: Keep drinking with the aim of passing out.
Yes, I'm drunk.
And I hate myself.
___
Labels: Miscarriage, Writing About Writing
3 Comments:
More books! Hurray!
You're so right. I once wrote a biog for an anthology saying 'I've had three careers and far too many bad boyfriends... But it's all material.' Good on you for thinking this way. Keep scribbling, typing, creating. Keep sane.
Thank you. For some reason I see this tendency as reprehensible and proof of what an awful person I am. Even though it doesn't really stand up to scrutiny as a criticism.
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