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"It was the golden time of the year. Every day the leaves grew brighter, the air sharper, the grass more brilliant. The sunsets seemed to expand and melt and stretch for hours, and the brick facades glowed pink, and everything blue got bluer. How many perfect autumns did a person get? Why did I always seem to be in the wrong place, listening to the wrong music?"
I've been rereading Elif Batuman's Either/Or and found myself fixating on these lines.
It feels almost disarming to have someone articulate on paper a sensation so exact to the ways I have been feeling lately. I love the clarity that Batuman writes with. Her phrasing is so precise it hurts. Again and again I find myself returning to her novels, and to Selin as a character, as I find my own way through the absurd labyrinth of college life. I'm so grateful that books like this exist, and that I can read them.
Nov 20, 2024
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If you like Elena Ferrante or if you too, have felt the pains and pleasures of writing. If you want to hear someone describe the age old ‘ahhh language can’t possibly communicate the true depth and complexity of our thoughts!‘ but in an actually thoughtful manner. Made me cry.
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In the back of every class notebook that I keep there is a hidden collection of all of the thoughts would otherwise disrupt the chronology of my notes. Here is where I keep my to-do lists, distracted classroom daydreams, & sudden revelations. Something about the unorganized and anachronistic nature of these pages allows me to be my most honest, unfiltered self.
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