“…the question isn’t How to survive? The question is Why survive? For me the answer is that writing makes my heart pound, my hands flutter. It still makes me hungry and desirous and fearful. Because I need the honest beautiful grotesquerie of the world, because I want to stay sensitive. I want to wallow and bounce…” –Harriet blog
this ties right in with my post on the desire and almost addiction of writing: Love Your Scribbled, Secret Notebooks
Difficult Degrees 