My “Writers Doing It Right Series”

Zadie Smith

Barbara Tuchman

Catherine Drinker Bowen

Broca.org’s Top Ten Writerly Mistakes

When we remember we are all mad, the mysteries disappear and life stands explained.
– Mark Twain

There are roughly three New Yorks. There is, first, the New York of the man or woman who was born here, who takes the city for granted and accepts its size and its turbulence as natural and inevitable. Second, there is the New York of the commuter — the city that is devoured by locusts each day and spat out each night. Third, there is the New York of the person who was born somewhere else and came to New York in quest of something. […] Commuters give the city its tidal restlessness; natives give it solidity and continuity; but the settlers give it passion.
– E.B. White, Here is New York

But they enjoin feminists to think small as well, because knocking it off already with the feminine wiles and beauty treatments and self-enstupefication are acts of resistance that anyone can do on her own, in the privacy of her own boudoir, boat, or den. It’s simple to do, and unlike big, slow institutional changes that take decades, ditching femininity can have an immediate impact. The anti-femininityite merely quits shaving her pits, or burns her 5″ platforms or whatever, and presto! Newly liberated from another shackle, she gets to snarl a gratifying “fuck you, Establishment!” at the Establishment, and to feel a little bit more like an actual sovereign entity.
– Twisty Faster, http://blog.iblamethepatriarchy.com/

I could not help it: the restlessness was in my nature; it agitated me to pain sometimes. Then my sole relief was to walk along the corridor of the third story, backward and forward, safe in the silence and solitude of the spot, and allow my mind’s eye to dwell on whatever bright visions rose before it—and, certainly, they were many and glowing; to let my heart be heaved by the exultant movement, which, while it swelled it in trouble, expanded it with life; and, best of all, to open my inward ear to a tale that was never ended—a tale my imagination created and narrated continuously; quickened with all of incident, life, fire, feeling, that I desired and had not in my actual existence.
It is in vain to say human beings ought to be satisfied with tranquility: they must have action; and they will make it if they cannot find it.
– Charlotte Bronte, Jane Eyre

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  1. Pingback: Zadie Smith: Writers Doing It Right #1 | MKP-Hearts-NYC, Brooklyn Edition

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