For whom do we write? A memoir recalls and responds to intimacies lived. It is a collection of our experiences, many of which are foreign to others, simply because our life is not theirs. 994 more words
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She entered his life without knocking, as one might step into the wrong room because of its vague resemblance to one’s own. She stayed there forgetting the way out and quietly getting used to the strange creatures she found there and petted despite their amazing shapes.
Originally written for Exeunt.
What do we expect when we go to a gig? When we read a love poem? When we see a play? These expectations are not necessarily divergent, but it is in their congruency that nabakov have plucked at an interesting set of pre-conceptions surrounding the depiction of relationships and honesty; where songs and poetry romanticise and idolise, theatre often deconstructs and lays bare. 460 more words