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She writes elegantly with her pen…

Posted in "Wit"icisms", Thinking About Words with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 19, 2013 by Mj Rains

image by Janice Treadwell, vintage parisShe is in the middle of her life, married for too many years, and she’s still confused about life. She is both happy and sad at the same time and cannot understand why. Her hair is soft waves and she cares too much. She writes in her notebook, words, works she probably will erase, or rip out and tear up, or pour over weeks from now wondering, how did I come up with that?

Will she blog or write or read? Can she find herself in her groove? Is it too late to find the success she seeks?

She writes elegantly with her pen… If she was somewhere a few people would wonder who she was, what she was doing. Others would not notice her at all.


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Life Interrupted….more reading….

Posted in Books, Writers with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on December 7, 2010 by Mj Rains

Yes, yet again life is interrupted with great reading….this time in the form of a great book by the late Spalding Gray.

Life Interrupted, The Unfinished Monologue, was Gray’s last work. He was a pretty well-known actor, appearing in such films as The Killing Fields and Steven Soderbergh’s Gray’s Anatomy. He is best known for his one-man shows on Broadway, a lone man sitting at a desk, with a glass of water and a notebook, performing the monologues of his life. He was still working on Life Interrupted, and suffering from intense depression, when he died in 2004, another tragic suicide in which it is believed that he jumped off the Stanton Island ferry, his body found in the East River a week later.

Life Interrupted sort of tells the initiation he had into his depth of depression, recounting the tale of the car accident he was in on a trip to Ireland with his wife and some friends. Heavily present throughout the reader can feel  “a lot of death in the air.”  The accident left Gray’s right hip crushed, an injury he never fully recovered from, and an injury to his brain from a cranium fracture, that went undetected for some time (Irish hospitals were not up to snuff, and quite filthy it seems during his stay). Gray’s intense and honest words hold the reader captive. I could only imagine him acting them out on stage, or perhaps I’d rather have listened to him over a glass of wine in the living room just sharing his thoughts straight out…laughing and crying at the same time.

I’ll leave you with the end quote:

“I’ve never been able to give advice before in my life. I’ve always been a relativist, and someone who felt that he didn’t know. Even as a father it’s been difficult to say what exactly one should and should not do in this world of confusing, relativistic, movable-feast morality.  But I have to say that I now can give advice around one issue, or two issues:  Always wear your seat belt in the back seat of the car, which I’m sure you know, whether you do it or not.  And whatever you do, get an American Express platinum card–it’s only three hundred dollars extra–so you can be medevacked the fuck out of a foreign country if you get in an accident.

Thank you for coming tonight.”

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