Chris J. Rice

The world is full of stories, and from time to time they permit themselves to be told.
Old Cherokee Saying

tasnimsmentalroadtrip:

All of this is temporary
All of this is temporary
All of this is temporary
All of this is temporary
All of this is temporary
All of this is temporary
All of this is temporary
All of this is temporary
All of this is temporary
All of this is temporary
All of this is temporary
All of this is temporary
All of this is temporary
All of this is temporary
All of this is temporary

(via astrowomyn)

I’m searching, I’m searching. I’m trying to understand. Trying to give what I’ve lived to somebody else and I don’t know to whom, but I don’t want to keep what I lived. I don’t know what to do with what I lived, I’m afraid of that profound disorder. I don’t trust what happened to me.

—The PASSION according to G. H.
Clarice Lispector

for the love of oceans, move from your own heart and gut! all the "they’s" out there will steer you right off the god damn road if you let them…YOU ALREADY ARE THE BEAUTIFUL KNOWLEDGE. advice is nice but jeeeeeeez. don’t let them take you on some dumb RIDE…promise? i mean it! swear it! collaboration is as far as any "other" voice gets in for me. if it isn’t collaboration, it’s someone trying to jack your car.

— Lidia Yuknavitch

Yet the noble despair of the poets
Is nothing of the sort; it is silly
To refuse the tasks of time
And, overlooking our lives,
Cry – “Miserable wicked me,
How interesting I am.”
We would rather be ruined than changed,
We would rather die in dread
Than climb the cross of the moment
And let our illusions die.

—From
W.H. Auden’s
The Age of Anxiety

I knew that if I tried to write a novel in chronological order, I was going to get bogged down in the litany of ‘then this happened, then this happened, then this happened.’ I think that’s my failing. As a writer I have difficulty sustaining interest in plot when it unfolds in so linear a way. So I made a very conscious decision, saying to myself, “Why don’t I give it away? And then I’m not stuck with the burden of the chronology.” I also had a feeling—and this developed later—that I wasn’t going to be able to pull off a surprise ending. So again, I thought removing any attempt at that would help me.

—Robin Black (via mttbll)

(Source: fictionwritersreview.com, via mttbll)

If I could go back, I’d coach myself. I’d be the woman who taught me how to stand up, how to want things, how to ask for them. I’d be the woman who says, your mind, your imagination, they are everything. Look how beautiful. You deserve to sit at the table. The radiance falls on all of us.

—― Lidia Yuknavitch, The Chronology of Water

Truth isn’t always beauty, but the hunger for it is.

—RIP Nadine Gordimer, author and Nobel Prize winner.