reflection

I sometimes read what I’ve written in the past with questions for the older perspective

Surprised that I can write with an elegant voice and flow when my mind is in a deep black hole 🕳 

It’s as if the narrative pulls me from sinking further

Writing, a hand of a friend

Reaching in from the ledge

28 thoughts on “reflection

  1. I do this too! And while sometimes, reading these old pieces of writing is proof of how much I’ve learned since then, other times it’s an incredible grounding exercise for when I feel lost

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  2. Sometimes the writing is what gives me something to build on, from a place that otherwise felt lost and shattered.

    It still surprises me sometimes.

    I reckon your blog might help others surprise themselves. That’s a cool thing to do.

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  3. Just don’t get like nine inch nails where it’s turned into separate characters with multiple dimensional realities…

    A lack of an external feedback loop can help creativity; just don’t get caught up in any criticism of a past self into current because that WILL create a black hole.

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  4. Well, I’ll be more direct with what my comment means.
    I used to write a lot were others loved reading what I’d write and I suddenly quit.
    I quit because my style was somewhat a William S. Burroughs type that’s really blunt and rigid. I ended up reading a book called imajica by Clive barker that was pretty much a 1,000 page poem which blew me away where I was so overly critical of what I’d write I just stopped.
    You have that natural writing style up to random humorous directions that are abrupt.

    That’s why I say to not get overly critical. Or even listen to criticism in general because you hit the nail on the head here; you’re really writing to yourself FOR yourself.

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    1. thank you for your words., I trully appreciate your feedback… I hope you find or have found your way back to writing. when I find myself being overly critical, I save the original draft and destroy copies. then realize that the og was the better version. people respond and relate to our authenticity and the unique voice that comes through our writing, no matter how much the inner starving artist in us believes everyone will hate it.

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      1. Very gradually going back, but what’s interesting is my path went more along how things work than actual writing.
        Hard to explain that–I always had a psychological angle, and that side still progressed while the other stopped.

        I’d probably write something if I had something in mind, but I still do random brain storming which is what I always liked about it; I just don’t always write it down thinking, if it’s good, it’ll stay in my mind.

        And you’re right.. to reference that book again, Barker just wrote it an published it quickly and it’s still considered his best work like 30 years later. Which is probably why it retained that specific poetic flow.

        In full honestly, yours is one of the best writing blogs. It doesn’t come off as forced.

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      2. Not to over speak, but it’s there.
        The artist is always broken creating out of that broken self which creates a cycle where it relates to the broken parts of the audience, yet, the audience doesn’t always know it.
        Even though I quit writing, I was still fascinated by it in those terms.
        It’s interesting because people are so postured, yet, what’s inside in within their artistic preferences.
        I’ll end my tedious philosophical ramblings there. 😁

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      3. I appreciate your sharing of thoughts. I love it when the readers connect with something unknowingly. they’re drawn to it and some don’t dig further, they just “like it” and it’s brilliant. it’s awesome to like all perspectives of writing, no worries

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      4. Edit: I was commenting as a whole mainly.
        With THIS post, it reminded me of a mix of themes in NIN albums (as said) and reflection from tool which is one of my favorite songs.
        And I’m studying a show which is a covert lesson on storytelling reflecting human growth into better people.

        That’s the specifics this connected to triggering a comment. (Plus too much free time)

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  5. This is lovely. So true that looking back at older pieces can nudge us forward. Blessings as you continue writing, and may your blog posts continue to surprise you as you read them again, ancient but new…

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  6. I try not to read my old material, but when I do, I am either amazed at how profound & elegant I was, or how stupid & unresourceful I was, knowing that I can do better now. And so usually my old things morph into, as you say, a present perspective. It’s a neverending process, nonetheless. My goal, at least poetically, has always been to be profound & elegant in as few words as possible. As far as prose is concerned, my goal has always been to approach it poetically.

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    1. i love your comment and thoughts, thank you so much for sharing 🙂 i think writing can unveil important processes that we go through, especially when those cycles are subconsciously perceived. we read them with higher understanding later on and the piece can either then feel like trash to us or even more like magic than before

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      1. There may be no better person to steal from than yourself. I do it all the time. That said, I was always told, that it doesn’t matter who or what you steal, but what you do with it.

        T.S. Eliot once said that “good writers borrow, great writers steal.”

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    1. There’s always space to expand…and maybe we come to understand the feeling of being lost because in the present we have created something to be found? So now we perceive the duality that once didn’t exist in our minds? thanks for reading and sharing your thoughts ❤

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  7. To rewrite and reframe: Sometimes I only wish I could reach back into that past to help save myself all over again. A reflection of what? Half of me on the lily pond, though maybe that’s just a short person occurrence! The literal and literary melt together. Do not be too surprised, for your voice is as elegant as ever :’) looking forward to your future poems

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