Monday, September 28, 2009

two of us.

it made her sad to realize that in spite of their so often having the same reactions, the same feelings, they never would reach the same conclusions, because their respective aims in life were almost diametrically opposed.
-paul bowles, the sheltering sky

i think i gotta stop rereading these books i love, like this summer's revelations, end zone and the corrections, because while they inspire me to write, the rereading, the familiarity borne of it, tacitly coaxes me into trying to write in an approximation of the author's particular voice, and it comes off all hackneyed and banal.

on the other hand, you pick up something new and exciting every time you reread great writing.

it's a tough life.

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