Saturday, November 22, 2003
I wonder how eloquent others may be when they are genuinely writing for the drawer, to a locked diary. Here, we're either on non-personal stuff or making the personal stuff so ambiguous. or so opaque, that it can't get us into trouble. But these are arbitrary additions, adulterations - they interfere with the process - pure writing must be for oneself alone. Unless we are willing to be as naked in real life as we find ourselves in dreams.
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