"I always had trouble distinguishing between what happened and what merely might have happened, but I remain unconvinced that the distinction, for my purposes, matters." -Joan Didion
I love this quote. I love this quote because I feel exactly this way. I love this quote because at times this trouble distinguishing has anguished me, as if it is something to overcome or that can be overcome at all. I love this quote because in 25 words and a few well-placed commas this writer has not only perfectly encapsulated not just a feeling, but a constant hovering thought in my life--a philosophy, almost, about facts and sensory input and the mind and realms and what is real and what is merely what we make it. In one sentence this writer made me feel suddenly both solidly understood and not alone.
This is why I write. In hopes of constructing something similar--a wry turn of phrase, a meaty paragraph with just the right weight, a single sentence, a sprawling novel--that might resonate as powerfully with another human being, if only one.
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