I wondered if I was just the sum of my brain scan, little dots clustered in my frontal lobe. Is that where the poems came from? The desire to destroy myself? This last depression had scared me. It had come on so quickly, not like the gradual woolgathering in my brain I had known before.
Betsy Lerner... but every person who does serious time with a keyboard is attempting to translate his version of the world into words so that he might be understood.
Betsy LernerIn discovering books, you became free to explore the full range of human motives, desires, secrets, and lies. All my life, people have scolded me for having an excess of feeling, saying that I was too sensitive - as if one could be in danger from feeling too much instead of too little. But my outsize emotions were well represented in books. [] there simmered all the feelings no one ever admits to.
Betsy LernerAsking for advice about what you should write is a little like asking for help getting dressed. I can you tell you what I think looks good, but you have to wear it. And as every fashion victim knows, very few people look good in everything.
Betsy LernerThe world doesnโt fully make sense until the writer has secured his version of it on the page. And the act of writing is strangely more lifelike than lifeโฆ.every person who does serious time with a keyboard is attempting to translate his version of the world into words so that he might be understoodโฆ. Your job is to marshal the talent you do have and find people who believe in your work. Whatโs important, finally, is that you create, and that those creations define for you what matters most, that which cannot be extinguished even in the face of silence, solitude, and rejection.
Betsy Lerner