There is no view where I am living for the next thousand hours. There is just a space in the ceiling that opens to let in the sounds and smells of life. Being alone is no longer difficult, and the older I get, the more comfortable I am to live in a state of schizophrenia.
As a child I drowned myself within the pages of books, and as a writer I prefer to be left alone with my imagination. I no longer have a fear of dying and never will confuse the words solitude and loneliness again. I wonder however, if I am left alone for too long, what I eventually will become. Gertrude Stein once said it was very easy to live and love alone, but will solitude always find the right words to put down on paper.
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We all change throughout the years--my how we change.
sigh.. so it says 139 words.. the last word is invisible:)
Interesting view. I suspect most writers prefer solitude, with occasional social breaks to reassure ourselves we're coherent. *
Claustrophobic. *
Matt, it is something I have realized and as I sit in my chair 3000 miles from home in California not going anywhere for 5 days and typing... well....:)
Jake.. I am that too
"I wonder however, if I am left alone for too long, what I eventually will become." This is the window inside the piece for me - "become". A state of change. The space that opens to let in the "sounds and smells of life" - is also "the space releases the right words to put down on paper". It's transformation. The energy between alone & imagination, between loneliness & solitude, between where I am & space in the ceiling, between words & paper.
Good writing, Linda. *
ahh dear Sam,
Thank you for the comment.. I bow to you. In the months after a death I am transforming and so are my words. It is always about change. Have to have variety as someone once told me.:)
I agree with Sam. He said it much better than I could. *
Christian... sam is the man as they say..:)
Agree with Sam. "I wonder however, if I am left alone for too long, what I eventually will become." This is the key question and the key. A question soaked in sadness.
(haunting photo.)