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4.15.2011

you want to know what i like most about writing?

suddenly everything is art.

and there is scribble everywhere. scrawled on backs of receipts and torn envelopes. on the inside of book covers and discarded note cards.

and much of it is just that: scribble.

but some of it.

well some of it, be it a word or a phrase or a thought that was nearly not mine--fills me. topples me. undoes all i ever claimed to know or be. and it is love. and i am in love. with the world and myself and all that is yet to come.

19 comments:

bubble and squeak said...

i. love. this

Jenny said...

Much like your little scribbles, that last little sentence just turned my day around. Now I'm going to go write it down somewhere...

Thank you. :)

look a little closer said...

this is lovely, as are you! :)

lindsey said...

this makes my friday! i adore scribbles. have a lovely weekend.

xo

Mallory said...

Perfect words.

Kaylan said...

pretty words, pretty girl. j'adore.

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::: Wild lola/Naia said...

you are such a talented writer!

and please, dont talk again about NYC, I´m so jealous!haha I love to travel around your words!

Brissa said...

i love this.

Ms. Chapatti said...

I think that would definitely be my favourite part of writing apart for stumbling upon old scribbles that suddenly make sense and are just plain beautiful

Sarah said...

That is exactly how I feel about art. How one image, or even part of an image, can stop you in your tracks, erase every thought that was going through your mind, and change you. Maybe it isn't ACTUALLY physical, but it feels that way, deep in your core.

s a m said...

Meg, I have a drawer in my desk full of these little scraps. And every once in a while when I feel dried up I search through it for a spark.

Have you ever read Joan Didion's 'On Keeping a Notebook'? In it she says "So the point of my keeping a notebook has never been, nor is it now, to have an accurate factual
record of what I have been doing or thinking. That would be a different impulse entirely, an instinct for
reality which I sometimes envy but do not possess... instead I tell what some would call
lies. ... I tell how it felt to me."

Mocha Mornings said...

I have been in SUCH a crummy mood today, but this was so perfect and it cheered me up. Thanks for reminding me to love myself, the world, and all that is yet to come.

communikate. said...

funny. i do the same things. i've got notes jotted in my phones. napkins. receipts in my purse with random jibberish that don't mean much to me later when i read it.

Chelsea Talks Smack said...

SO TRUE, indeed- I love that.

Kate said...

This is so true. I think that writing is one of best pieces of art.

Jay said...

once again you chose your words so well, and i know what you mean :) the feeling of matching the right words together is indeed a good one! best of wishes from norway

becky said...

I know these scribbles and scraps far too well but you, you phrase them beautifully.

Platypodian said...

I love how you see the beauty in things. Hence, I see the beauty in your writing.

The Many Colours of Happiness said...

You are amazing!!! You always say what I am feeling, but in such a poetic, beautiful way. xoxo