Beginnings

28 May 2005 at 13:11 Leave a comment

I was trying to remember when/why I first started writing poetry.

So I looked through some early ones (ahem, no, you can’t see them. I was 16.) and realized they were all about expressing frustration. Mostly frustration with the gamey people around me. I have had to learn that most people lie regularly (usually first to themselves). At the time I had yet to understand that. Not that understanding helps much…

And then I came across this quote from Hemingway:

Writers are forged in injustice as a sword is forged.

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Entry filed under: misanthropy, writing.

Charteris’ The Saint Dorothy L.

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I am a misanthrope. No one ever believes me, but this seems to prove my point.

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