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Beautiful Sentences: R. O. Kwon

If I was sick of Christ, it was because I hadn’t been able to stop loving Him, this made-up ghost I still grived as though He’d been real.

R. O. Kwon, The Incendiaries.

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Writerly Resolutions: October Status

October was Graph of progress on the novel in Octoberthe month I (mostly) finished chapter 16 of the novel. I still have draft 3 edits to do and I’d like to get some feedback on that and do some more edits after that. It’s not as good as I’d hoped, but nothing ever is.

I’ve also ended up getting a bunch of older stories revised and into the submissions queues. Very little progress on new stories though. My new writing energy continues to be mostly directed at the novel.

Beautiful Sentences: Roberto Bolaño

Desde la ventana Amalfitano los observaba mordiéndose los labios, aunque ese gesto en él, y en ese preciso instante, no era un gesto de desesperación o de impotencia sino de prunda, inabarcable tristeza.

Roberto Bolaño, 2666.

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Beautiful Sentences: R. O. Kwon

I spilled time into the piano as I’d have put cash in a bank.

R. O. Kwon, The Incendiaries.

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Beautiful Sentences: Roberto Bolaño

Y luego Espinoza oyó que alguien, el mismo estudiante, susurraba Morini… Morini… Morini, con una voz que no parecía la suya sino más bien la voz de un mago, o más concretamente, la voz de una maga, una adivina de la época del Imperio Romano, una voz que llegaba como el goteo de una fuente de basalto pero que no tardaba en crecer y desbordarse con un ruido ensordecedor, el ruido de miles de voces, el estruendo de un gran río salido de cauce que contiene, cifrado, el destino de todas las voces.

Roberto Bolaño, 2666.

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Beautiful Sentences: Kathy Fish

The naked women and men and teenagers and toddlers and babies glowed like rich people’s teeth as they threw themselves upon the piles of their worldly belongings.

Kathy Fish, “Collection Day.”

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Beautiful Sentences: Megan Giddings

What is the point of dating a self-proclaimed spirit of joy if she also tracks misery into your life?

Megan Giddings, “Vacations”

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Writerly Resolutions: September Status

September was a harsh month. NewImageI had hoped to have chapter 16 of the novel finished this month, but, as the curve at the right shows, I had a lot of not so productive days. 

I did have the wonderfully good fortune of having Goodreads suggest Masuji Ibuse’s Black Rain to me which covers similar material as chapter 16 should, so I have a source of additional background information. But I also am realizing that the writing needs to be especially poetic, almost as if I’m not writing a chapter of the novel, but I’m writing a 5,000-word poem and I’m not sure I’m up to the challenge. Hello, imposter syndrome.

At the same time, I did make some good progress revising an old story, and I’m feeling a bit more sanguine about it and I got a tiered rejection from a pretty high-end journal for the chapter of the trunked novel I have out on submission so all is not doom and gloom, plus I placed another one of the Chicago Sonnets for publication.

Beautiful Sentences: Kathy Fish

Nobody gets hurt on playgrounds anymore.

Kathy Fish, “Sea Creatures of Indiana.”

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Beautiful Sentences: Idra Novey

There was really no predicting where, or when, the least lonely years of one’s adult life might begin.
Idra Novey, Those Who Knew.
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