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DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #48: Write Like a Motherfucker - The Rumpus

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I write like a girl. I write about my lady life experiences, and that usually comes out as unfiltered emotion, unrequited love, and eventual discussion of my vagina as metaphor. And that’s when I can write, which doesn’t happen to be true anymore. Right now, I am a pathetic and confused young woman of twenty-six, a writer who can’t write. I am up late asking you a question, really questioning myself. I’ve sat here, at my desk, for hours, mentally immobile. I look up people I used to love and wonder why they never loved me. I lie facedown on my bed and feel scared. I get up, go to the computer, feel worse. David Foster Wallace called himself a failed writer at twenty-eight. Several months ago, when depression hooked its teeth into me, I complained to my then-boyfriend about how I’ll never be as good as Wallace; he screamed at me on Guerrero Street in San Francisco, “STOP IT. HE KILLED HIMSELF, ELISSA. I HOPE TO GOD YOU ARE NEVER LIKE HIM.” I understand women like me are hurting and deal

DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #48: Write Like a Motherfucker - The Rumpus Skip to content Dear Sugar Features & Reviews DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #48: Write Like a Motherfucker By Sugar • August 19, 2010 Dear Sugar, I write like a girl. I write about my lady life experiences, and that usually comes out as unfiltered emotion, unrequited love, and eventual discussion of my vagina as metaphor. And that’s when I can write, which doesn’t happen to be true anymore. Right now, I am a pathetic and confused young woman of twenty-six, a writer who can’t write. I am up late asking you a

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