#rejectionist

[act1]

23?

thank you !

23:  A song that you think everybody should listen to

ah just did that one, but another is navy blue by the story so far :00

[thegreatmayhaps]

I left all the things I thought I could be to be the one thing I wanted. And when I got here I kept leaving, keep leaving, and what would I write about, anyway, if I ever knew what it was like to be one person, to love one person, to stand in a single place and say At last here I am, I am home.

The Rejectionist 

[tidalpools-blog]

I want you to be a fucking beacon of white-hot rage burning so bright no one around you can miss it. Whatever it takes to stoke the fire. I want us to be so loud and so angry and so visible and so terrifying that we cannot be mistaken for anything other than the future, a future that looks like us. In all our kinds of bodies, in all our kinds of love. Waiting for the time when none of us are angry anymore because the only thing left is the world we want to live in. When the hardest thing any of us will know is teaching ourselves how to live without anger altogether. Until then: whatever it takes and fucking fight.

The Rejectionist

[tidalpools-blog]

In real life you just get into fights with people about books and it is the greatest thing ever and you can tell that way if you like them, how they fight about the book and what books they will go to bat for, and how they react when you say "I don't read books by men anymore really." . . . and then when we find a book we both love together it will be an extra kind of triumph, and we will go into the night like friends.

The Rejectionist

[oliviawaite]

Both the older people had just gotten their MFAs. "You know why I think the MFA is so popular now," the man said to us, "I think people are trying to find a way to sit around and tell stories. I think that's all any of us wants, is a place to tell stories to each other."

Sometimes all it takes is someone saying a thing aloud for you to realize how true it is, and how beautiful. What is more lovely than that? All of us, sharing stories. Underneath everything, underneath the machinations of the industry and the terrible dance of agent-getting and submissions, underneath the despair and joy and wild mood swings, underneath the misery and extraordinary grace of trying to make art--underneath it all, we just want to sit together and tell stories. And think of that Muriel Rukeyser quote, the one you have heard so many times it is nearly meaningless--"The universe is made of stories, not atoms"--think of what that really means. Think of what story the person you see next could tell, and think of how you could listen, and think of how far we could go together if we made a place for that in our lives.

Vive la Rejectionist!

[amusedreams]

The Rejectionist is a little crazy sometimes, and not actually a rejectionist of literature anymore (she is writing her own thing now!) but this post made me giggle and then grin and smash my hand over my mouth so my co-workers wouldn't think I was nuts (more than they already might). So I am sharing the awesomeness. <3