Welcome, Lynda! And I partly started my Substack to get rid of the need for perfection, to keep writing, connecting, and pushing along and to remember that perfection is the surefire to strangle art. Life is messy, strange, joyous and awful, and maybe our writing is best when we aim for that tangle rather then some icy mirror of reality, carefully polished.
Yes -- "that icy mirror of reality, carefully polished" -- it's so tempting to hide there, and social media has taught us you're better off doing so. But it suffocates art.
I’m so glad I backtracked and read this. I’ve been wanting to write, just to write, and have written a draft for my first post in Substack, but haven’t hit publish, too worried about being vulnerable, and yes, it being perfect. Thank you for your writing, and you inspire me.
The front porch, the storm and the cicadas and someone you are losing in the next room. The first 3 things any southerner finds great comfort in. The last which removes it all. Life is so - complex doesn't begin to describe it. The unreality of it all is overwhelming sometimes.
I love how your writing always rings true and makes me think! Thanks! I'm in the middle of an email to you that I'll send tomorrow. And sending hugs and memories of us laughing till our faces hurt at EdgeLit. xxx
This is awesome, Lynda! I've also just got a copy of your new collection so I'm going to be wonderful Lynda-full for a while! As for perfection... no such thing xx
Welcome, Lynda! And I partly started my Substack to get rid of the need for perfection, to keep writing, connecting, and pushing along and to remember that perfection is the surefire to strangle art. Life is messy, strange, joyous and awful, and maybe our writing is best when we aim for that tangle rather then some icy mirror of reality, carefully polished.
I loved your piece and keep them coming. ❤️
Yes -- "that icy mirror of reality, carefully polished" -- it's so tempting to hide there, and social media has taught us you're better off doing so. But it suffocates art.
❤️🪞😀
I’m so glad I backtracked and read this. I’ve been wanting to write, just to write, and have written a draft for my first post in Substack, but haven’t hit publish, too worried about being vulnerable, and yes, it being perfect. Thank you for your writing, and you inspire me.
Aw, Brent, thank you! I'm so glad it was helpful, and I'm looking forward to your substack!
The front porch, the storm and the cicadas and someone you are losing in the next room. The first 3 things any southerner finds great comfort in. The last which removes it all. Life is so - complex doesn't begin to describe it. The unreality of it all is overwhelming sometimes.
Yes, yes, yes to this comment, Cheri--all of this. Thank you.
I love how your writing always rings true and makes me think! Thanks! I'm in the middle of an email to you that I'll send tomorrow. And sending hugs and memories of us laughing till our faces hurt at EdgeLit. xxx
PS this is Tracy (I forgot I had a username on this thar Substack!)
This is awesome, Lynda! I've also just got a copy of your new collection so I'm going to be wonderful Lynda-full for a while! As for perfection... no such thing xx
Awww thank you! I hope you enjoy the collection.