Susan Orlean And Navigating Uncertainty
January 19th 2010 13:17
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Negotiating Insecurities And Productively Challenging Your Fears
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I have never read any of Susan Orlean's books, but if her Tweets are anything to go by, she is a very talented, witty and versatile writer. Here's a video of her in which she develops her own unique brand of wisdom and elaborates upon her sense of style:
One of the reasons I enjoy writing is that finding the words I need to draw out an emotion or thought in myself often makes me recontextualise myself. I see my literary strain as the sequel to previous works, a prequel to others, the original series of a particular type of frenzied moping or scatter-brained acuity, and the last part of a trilogy that I didn't even know I was writing.
All the books I haven't published come back to haunt me sometimes, like I have a date with a soulless publisher to make at some point in my life, and there is a section of many a bookshop reserved for my text(s). That, and I'm not even a big fan of hundreds of pages pressed against each other, the paper changing colour over time, the jacket becoming worn and faded as it prolongs its shelf life...
Not long ago, I wasn't sure whether I envied or pitied published authors. Now I just accept them... just as I accept that one day I will probably be one of them. And then I will simultaneously envy and pity myself.
One of the reasons I enjoy writing is that finding the words I need to draw out an emotion or thought in myself often makes me recontextualise myself. I see my literary strain as the sequel to previous works, a prequel to others, the original series of a particular type of frenzied moping or scatter-brained acuity, and the last part of a trilogy that I didn't even know I was writing.
All the books I haven't published come back to haunt me sometimes, like I have a date with a soulless publisher to make at some point in my life, and there is a section of many a bookshop reserved for my text(s). That, and I'm not even a big fan of hundreds of pages pressed against each other, the paper changing colour over time, the jacket becoming worn and faded as it prolongs its shelf life...
Not long ago, I wasn't sure whether I envied or pitied published authors. Now I just accept them... just as I accept that one day I will probably be one of them. And then I will simultaneously envy and pity myself.
Susan Orlean
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