Sean over at Cosmic Variance posted this poem the other day. All I have to say is yay for kindred spirits!
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Sean over at Cosmic Variance posted this poem the other day. All I have to say is yay for kindred spirits! I feel weird putting this out there, but George Orwell is one of my literary heroes! While I aspire to be a novelist, I tend (both by nature and by instruction) toward essays and, ever since I read his Politics and the English Language, I’ve been enamored. Anyway, today I read an essay of his that I hadn’t read yet. While it’s mainly about writing and writers, I think that it’s a good five-minute investment for anyone that loves well-written, straightforward prose. Some excerpts: No book is genuinely free from political bias. The opinion that art should have nothing to do with politics is itself a political attitude. I find that by the time you have perfected any style of writing, you have always outgrown it. I have not written a novel for seven years, but I hope to write another fairly soon. It is bound to be a failure, every book is a failure. All writers are vain, selfish, and lazy, and at the very bottom of their motives there lies a mystery. Writing a book is a horrible, exhausting struggle, like a long bout of some painful illness. One would never undertake such a thing if one were not driven on by some demon whom one can neither resist nor understand. Great stuff, no? I encourage you to read the full essay (or, for that matter, any of Orwell’s other essays) in one of your many spare moments. You won’t regret it. |
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