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Posts tagged "voice"
Mar 05, 2014
I’m like a mockingbird, stealing from a bunch of authors at once, which people sometimes mistake for a distinct voice.
Nov 05, 2012
Find your voice, shout it from the rooftops, and keep doing it until the people that are looking for you find you.
Sep 04, 2012
A bad impression of somebody is a voice no one’s ever heard before!
Oct 02, 2011
It seems that the essential impulse in working at all is to rehaunt your own house, or to allow what haunts you to have a voice…
May 12, 2011
…gradually you come under the right influences, picking and choosing, and being selective, and then maybe your voice is the combination of 6 or 8 other voices that you have managed to blend in such a way that nobody can recognize your sources. You can learn intimacy from Whitman, you can learn the dash from Emily Dickinson…you can pick a little bit from every writer and you combine them. This allows you to be authentic. That’s one of the paradoxes of the writing life: that the way to originality is through imitation.
Feb 02, 2011
Don’t worry about style. It will be expressed no matter what you do. Style is part of the way your brain is wired.
Jan 09, 2011
…plenty of people have had some things to say about my lack of professionalism the past year or two. Fine. Digital PR strategists the world over are welcome to scratch their heads, tab through Tweetdeck, and wonder how the hell I have managed to keep a job while talking about my period…
Oct 29, 2010
Black marks on a page are like a musical score. And because those letters on a page are just a score, they don’t come to life until they are being played. A score for violin is not actualized until somebody takes up a violin and plays the music. That’s when it turns back from paper and ink into music. Pages are like a magic freezing mechanism whereby you take a voice and you put it into a score on a page—it’s a score for voice, it always is—and it becomes actualized again when somebody reads it and turns it back into a voice.
It’s a very magic thing, when you come to think of it. That’s why, when it was first invented, it was regarded with great superstition and awe. Because the king can write down his voice, on a thing, send it hundreds of miles away, and have it read out. And that was his voice. It was like teleportation. What I’m interested in about writing are the aspects that we always overlook because we take writing for granted. But it’s magical, this system of symbols that you can use to take a voice, freeze it to a static, physical state, and then, in the hands of somebody else—far, far away, or maybe very distant in time—they can transmute it back into a voice. I can read John Keats’s letters, long-dead John Keats, and I feel Keats is speaking to me.
May 06, 2010
Whatever you work on should have something of you in it. The most you can really do in life is leave a little bit of yourself behind. You come, you contribute a little, leave a little.
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