I think we’re lost.
I’ve decided to commit to my glasses; what do you think?
- “Paper Stars”, Helen Kelleher
-Benjamin Jastrow
from “Paper Stars” by Helen Kelleher
I’ve been getting a lot of messages and comments saying things like, “omg, you’re an amazing writer, ugh I give up” and “I’ll never be as good as you”
guys, don’t ever say that. you don’t understand: my first draft of Paper Stars was horse-shit. So, in order to show you guys that anybody can get better at writing, I will now show you a scene: one copy of it written by me as an 8th grader, the other of my final manuscript.
#1: written around 2009
First manuscript ready for takeoff!
Fate fucked me.
“I’ve been thinking,” said Shiloh. “Everyone else—they think of dying as this sort of distant inevitable thing. They know it’s gonna happen, they know that someday they won’t be here anymore, and maybe they’re afraid of it, but no one thinks it’ll happen to them right here, right now—today, tomorrow, any time at all. But it can: people like you and me, we know that. We know it because we’ve seen it: sometimes more than anyone else. We know we’re gonna die, and we’re preparing for it—we’ve got expiration dates. Just like everyone else, I guess, but we know ours up-front and personally. Maybe we’re all temporary. You know? Maybe we’re just going through life invincible until the world lets us know we’re not.”
—The Moon in the Door, Helen Kelleher
what I wore today :)
They were a boy and a girl and this place was theirs:
For just a moment, they could conquer the world."
You’re always welcome
a heavy heart can be a difficult thing to carry, sometimes.
