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1 year, 4 months ago

a gut-level insistence

My relationship ended for any number of reasons, but a dearth of affection wasn’t one of them. I was unhappy for reasons that felt trivial when I said them out loud, which was almost never; I barely had the language to describe my predicament in the first place. More than anything else, my uncertai…

—p.7 Hard To Do: The Surprising, Feminist History of Breaking Up by Kelli María Korducki
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how to inhabit time in a way that wasn’t a character flaw

Living in a dream of the future is considered a character flaw. Living in the past, bathed in nostalgia, is also considered a character flaw. Living in the present moment is hailed as spiritually admirable, but truly ignoring the lessons of history or failing to plan for tomorrow are considered cha…

—p.27 Ongoingness: The End of a Diary by Sarah Manguso
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waking up at the end of my life and realizing I’d missed it

I started keeping a diary twenty-five years ago. It’s eight hundred thousand words long.

I didn’t want to lose anything. That was my main problem. I couldn’t face the end of a day without a record of everything that had ever happened.

I wrote about myself so I wouldn’t become paralyzed by rum…

—p.3 by Sarah Manguso
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an aural time capsule wired directly to my soul

First, at some point enough time will have gone by of not listening that I’ll listen again and it might sound fresh and new. It could again totally engage me, maybe in even deeper ways because I’ll be an older, and presumably deeper, person. I might find things in it I never was able to hear before…

—p.289 Eat the Document by Dana Spiotta
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she couldn’t comfort him through his adolescence project/panopticon

This wasn’t the usual indifference, but then what was usual? She resisted her impulse to push his hair back from his forehead. He was in an awkward stage, slightly pudgy and spotty. She didn’t mind if he shrugged her off when she put an arm around him. She couldn’t comfort him through his adolescen…

—p.271 by Dana Spiotta