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If You’ve Forgotten How to Write, Read This. - by rach

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“Writing, for me, is almost another way of reading, except one level deeper. Almost as soon as I began to read — and I read very early — I began to write” — Donna Tartt, the writing life. (2021, June 25). Grazia d'Annunzio. rivistastudio.com. I wasn’t writing much when I picked up The Goldfinch. Not the kind of writing that feels like something. Not the kind where you finish a sentence and sit back, quiet for a moment, thinking, yes, that’s what I meant to say, even if I didn’t know it yet. I’d been stuck in the kind of stillness that doesn’t feel restful. Not blocked exactly, just… muffled. I had drafts in my head and half-sentences in my Notes app. But nothing brave enough to be shared. Nothing shaped enough to hit “publish.” Then came The Goldfinch and somehow, it cracked something open. I don’t know how to explain it except to say: the writing made me remember what language can feel like. It was so lush, so patient, so unashamed of going on and on about beauty and pain and time and

“Writing, for me, is almost another way of reading, except one level deeper. Almost as soon as I began to read — and I read very early — I began to write” — Donna Tartt, the writing life. (2021, June 25). Grazia d'Annunzio. rivistastudio.com. I wasn’t writing much when I picked up The Goldfinch. Not the kind of writing that feels like something. Not the kind where you finish a sentence and sit back, quiet for a moment, thinking, yes, that’s what I meant to say, even if I didn’t know it yet. I’d been stuck in the kind of stillness that doesn’t feel restful. Not blocked exactly, just……

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