If you ask me how is a writer's life? I will tell you it is difficult. You have to be loner to be a writer, at least in some way or the other. I cannot write unless I am lonely MENTALLY. The inner life is alone. Somewhere or the other, it is inevitable for the writer to have faced some tragedy. A happy man is no writer. As much as solitude is important, it is equally important for the writer to fall back into society for periodic spells. To experience real life, to be inspired. To come back to the normal world.
The Inner Life
The place where you dare to be yourself - in all your oddities and eccentricities. Where you swim ashore away from the incepient madness of this world. Where you dare call your boss 'a blood sucker' and your closest friend 'the biggest flirt'. Where you dare to face your shortcomings. Where you can forgive your failings. Where you can atleast try to live like you want to.
Living the inner life, the life Lawrence talks about and loves so. The life I live, oblivious of the world that moves around.
Living the inner life, the life Lawrence talks about and loves so. The life I live, oblivious of the world that moves around.
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