Elizabeth McCracken delivering the commencement addressing at the Bennington Writing Seminars
“Nobody can beat you to the things only you can write.” — @elizmccrack.bsky.social
And…TikTok went dark. :(
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Luna says hi ::::
The most effective editing move is still the one I stole from George Saunders: read your draft over and over and over again, out loud, until you have to fix the bad parts because you will literally die if you have to read them more time
Mine accidentally updated overnight a week ago. Tragic! They took away my Aussie Siri Girlfriend.
I fear I can only jingle some of the way
The Cranberries is another good one.
You should try blaring classical music in your AirPods while doing errands. I’m suddenly the tortured yet peaceful star of my own film!
Quick, let’s get married before they ban 🏳️🌈 marriage again ::::
I did! A long time as I recall!!!
I was obsessed with these!
I think my dream day job is owning a laundromat where I have a small desk where I write books to the dulcet tones of sudsy sloshes and dryers humming.
I’m glad. Your work is needed! 💖
I needed to hear this. Maybe you do too.
(And if you haven’t read any of Alice’s work, fix that. It’s phenomenal.)
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To everyone who is wondering if the book you’re writing has worth: remember all the books that saved your life and know that someone, somewhere is waiting to read the book that only you can write. Keep going ::::
Writerly reminder that your art doesn’t need to directly address politics to be political. Beauty is political. Love is political. Tenderness is political. 🏳️🌈
Kir Royal. Nothing like a big pink stain to mark the occasion.
Great starter list from @thebookmaven.bsky.social #poets #writers
Thank you! 💖💖💖💖
anyway I don't believe in failed drafts, you don't call every stroke that carries you to the shore drowning do you
I love a poem with couplets that have wild second lines. Give me "Everyday he ate the same breakfast: / fourteen love letters folded into paper airplanes" alllllll day. Business in the front, fantasy in the back. Little poetry mullets. Tiny tugboats dragging leviathans into the harbor.
Past (and hopefully future) contributor! Hiiiiiiiiiii.
Anyone else text themselves “write poem about [ ]” with
alarming frequency? 🤣
My notes app would confuse and confound future generations
Oh my gosh that timing is intense.
Seriously!
This is the perfect response.
Here’s the thing—feeling sorrow and fighting are not the binary. We can, and should, do both.
“There must be those among whom we can sit down and weep and still be counted as warriors.”
—Adrienne Rich
