The question of newness is always one with which my students
(and even I) struggle. How to we bring something new into the world when everything
has already been said? I watch them resort to complicated plot lines and pseudo-exotic
settings and characters. They have to fumble through these attempts to see how
they fail. Experience is the best teacher, and, being young, they haven’t yet received
much of an education on that front.
So how to reach something genuine, true, exquisite in the
mundane? I wish I could tell them, offer advice, but I think a writer must be true
to herself before she can be true on the page, and this is where it gets
difficult. How can we be true to ourselves if we haven’t yet learned who we
are? Maybe it’s better to say we must be true to the struggle to be ourselves.
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