this morning I went to the library and borrowed 11 books on her. i love libraries. and i love books. it was definitely a highlight of my day.
i am currently reading a biography of her, after reading her autobiography. its very interesting to read the differences between what we think of ourselves, and what an outsider sees.
there is this one quote that really hit me.
"she wrote only when she had something to say, and never just for the sake of writing; and she has always written with living readers than posterity in mind."
i love the idea about being a writer. i often think about it. what a wonderful life to live. to spend it reading and writing. but then i wouldn't want to be a writer for the sake of writing, i would want it to be because i felt i had something to say. a statement of some sort.
and i was thinking about it. the only topic. the only statement i could make, with passion, with confidence, with energy and interest and without having self-doubt...
is God.
after all everything else in life seems pretty meaningless and temporary.
why would i want to write a whole book on something that has no weight in this world?
you can write about love, or about pain, or friendship, self discovery, journeys...
but all these things are temporary.
if you're going to put yourself out there and make a statement for anyone to hear-
you've got to 100% believe in what you're saying.
and I don't really believe in anything else.
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