And I have that same feeling - that there's nobody that looks like me in movies, nobody would cast me as a romantic lead, but I want to do it and I feel confident that I can. I love that he believed in himself enough to do what he did. Willing to lose his family to be loved by his family. The story being that he was going to write the Great American Novel and finally be important, and in being important, he would be loved. Because the story was more important than the family. And if all he needed was books, then he probably wouldn't mind if he lost the house and the wife and the whole life. Humor, love, tragedy, it was all contained therein. Books and music were simply enough to sustain anyone was what he radiated. There was enough in literature to challenge, entertain, amuse and inspire a man for a lifetime. It always seemed that while I knew he loved us a lot, my father actually needed nothing to be happy except books. I think it just comes out when absolutely no one else is around. My dad doesn't have an iota of the depressive in him. Either she was too tired for that, or something else had happened to her while she'd been paying attention to other things. than simply being happy, but happiness is one of the many byproducts of. There were no dark thoughts, no guilt, no self-doubt tapping at the back of her mind. Positive emotions are a prime indicator of flourishing, and they can be. And wasn't that odd? She wanted nothing in the world more than for Jim to be there - followed by Amos and Alex and a good meal and a bed at a humane gravity - but there was a part of her that was also expanding into the silence of simply being herself and utterly alone. But more than that, she was simply doing what needed to be done without having to concern herself about what anyone else thought. At first, she thought it was because there wasn't anyone there with her, guarding her, judging her. Not the powerful, irrational, and dangerous joy of a euphoric attack, but a kind of pleasure and release all the same. So she was surprised to notice that she was happy. There was no reason to think she would survive this.
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