Write about what you know, they said. But when she wrote about the hollow pull of loneliness and the fear she felt when walking alone they said no, no that is self-indulgent, and unfair on the many men who do nothing to warrant fear, even late at night when the bulbs in the streetlights are broken and the shadows run across the pavement like foxes. So she wrote about dragons and magic instead, and they praised her humor, her lyricism, and her vivid imagination.
At last somebody taking cognizance of fairness in writing. I sincerely hope some of the media people get to read this.
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Thank you ๐
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This is wonderful!
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Thank you!
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Very good – nicely written and making a very clear, yet sad point.
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Thank you Lynn ๐
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A total pleasure ๐
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Read this three times now about to do again…love the irony of this
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Thank you – there is an additional irony in that I am a man writing about a woman’s experience of writing, but I hope that doesn’t detract. Feel free to keep rereading ๐
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Love … “the shadows run across the pavement like foxes.” the mix of hunter and hunted and just the actual image itself … brilliant !
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Thank you Martin! The foxes were a late addition, but add to the effect I think
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Wonderful. A comment on how writing about reality is not always viewed as important as the places we go to escape it. It’s like, the information is there in front of them to see the truth but they’d rather hear lies. Beautifully written.
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Thank you ๐
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Wow. Love this entirely.
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Thank you very much ๐
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I very much enjoyed this. It reminds me that ultimately I have to write about what evokes the desire in me to put pen to paper. It has nothing to with anyone else. We must write for ourselves. When we write solely for an audience it is far less authentic
All the best
Moshe
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Thank you ๐ I agree; there is also the added factor of particular pressures to write for certain audiences!
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Love this. Very clever.
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Thank you very much ๐
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Truthful
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Very ingeniously written. You are the master of the craft. Anand Bose from Kerala
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clever and creative
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this is the exact way of things. It is what we know. nicely done.
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I’m late to the party here, but this is fine work.
Well penned.
Cheers,
Frank
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I love it!
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It’s quite a powerful piece.
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Today’s Drabble Archive Sunday selection …
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Reblogged this on Wabi Sabi Ramblin' and commented:
Keep on writing and writing and writing…
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I’ve been down that road as a man, my previous blog was autobiographical but written in the perspective of the ages I was at the time, but when I really started opening the skeleton closet, readership dropped drastically. Although I’ve learned that I can reach a far wider audience if I open that closet slowly by the way of creative complex poetry.
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I didn’t know irony could be this beautiful!
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Oh the irony! The sad thing is I’ve seen this happen to fellow writers in the past.
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Nice
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Simple and effective
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So engage the imagination?
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