After school, I kept reading and rearranging the words I’d written, trying to understand what the words meant for my understanding of violence. For the first time in my life, I realized telling the truth was way different from finding the truth, and finding the truth had everything to do with revisiting and rearranging words. Revisiting and rearranging words didn’t only require vocabulary; it required will, and maybe courage. Revised word patterns were revised thought patterns. Revised thought patterns shaped memory. I knew, looking at all those words, that memories were there. I just had to rearrange, add, subtract, sit, and sift until I found a way to free the memory.—Kiese Laymon, Heavy (2018)
Friday, May 17, 2019
'revisiting and rearranging words'
Labels:
artist's craft,
language,
memory,
revision,
the search,
thought,
truth,
violence,
writing
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