As I head off to work in an approaching typhoon…..this is what a typhoon smells like
As I head off to work in an approaching typhoon…..this is what a typhoon smells like
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Take care! Amazing post, I hope you have some of this in your book.
Not a chance !
You are a brilliant writer.
Really? It is an old, superindulgent post but rereading it I did feel it captured something of the air!
I think I seem more innocent and uninhibited here, somehow.
It was a lovely piece of writing and captured my attention.
Even though it doesn’t seem possible, your writing gets better and better. What a beautiful post!
But this is an old one.
PRECISELY.
I don’t think I can write like this now.
I have been polluted
Rubbish! You write—like every other writer—sometimes heart-achingly well and sometimes just plain well. And as for “polluted”, that’s pure drama. In my opinion you are at your very, very best when you write about your inner self: when you snatch something out of the blue, juggle with it, inhale it, sort of ingest it and then (with snippets of your past, your childhood and youth; with references to culture, art, etc; with confessions of conflicting emotions) transform it and bring it to life, because it’s about you. And then the reader can relate most intimately with what you wrote.