We can spend years developing it, but is there such a thing as our authentic writer’s voice? Or are we searching for something that will inevitably shift with time?
Oh my goodness Christina, this is such a great read. I smiled, nodded in agreement, felt stirrings of old traumas and marvelled at your turns of phrase - ‘mental laundry and lists of limescale’ must rank up there in truly great metaphors. I love the way you duck into other people’s words, so skilfully, in a way that creates a rounded and rich reading experience. It feels like an event, this essay. I always tend towards writing briefly - I run out of steam or ideas, but this has inspired me to think how I can work something into a longer form essay. I think this is why the idea of actually writing a book is quite terrifying. I loved this exploration of voice, thank you x
Oh Christina, my heart aches for the younger you, learning that your privacy had been invaded in this way. What a concoction of emotions you must have felt! And that last paragraph - I'd much rather be imperfect, too, than regret never giving it a go.
Writing like no-one is reading
Oh my goodness Christina, this is such a great read. I smiled, nodded in agreement, felt stirrings of old traumas and marvelled at your turns of phrase - ‘mental laundry and lists of limescale’ must rank up there in truly great metaphors. I love the way you duck into other people’s words, so skilfully, in a way that creates a rounded and rich reading experience. It feels like an event, this essay. I always tend towards writing briefly - I run out of steam or ideas, but this has inspired me to think how I can work something into a longer form essay. I think this is why the idea of actually writing a book is quite terrifying. I loved this exploration of voice, thank you x
Fascinating questions/thoughts here - and thank you for the links out to other essays/writers...
I enjoyed this so much , thanks a million x
Oh Christina, my heart aches for the younger you, learning that your privacy had been invaded in this way. What a concoction of emotions you must have felt! And that last paragraph - I'd much rather be imperfect, too, than regret never giving it a go.
Wow! This is so good, so open. I really love your writing. Thanks.