“She enjoys music through me. She enjoys food through me. She enjoys sunsets through me. She enjoys the smell of certain flowers through me. It's OK for ghosts to exist through me. It has to be.” Grief Book:Mean Source: Mean
“Embedded within these systems of family, friendship, and community, these creepy men may appear harmless, their evil obscured by a benign collective presence, a fog of sorts. This softness swaddles and protect them. This fog abets.” Queer LitSpanglishSocial CritiqueFemminism Book:Creep: Accusations and Confessions Source: Creep: Accusations and Confessions
“This guilt was an invisible but heavy albatross hanging around my neck. (That’s a reference to Coleridge’s The Rime of the Ancient Mariner.) I wear that bird like Björk wore her swan dress. I wave from a red carpet leading to hell.” GuiltTraumaPtsdSurvivor S Guilt Book:Mean Source: Mean
“Writing does not numb, comfort, or soothe me. It does the opposite. It tends to excite me and reinscribe pain. It doesn't function as exorcism.” WritingPainComfortNumb Author:Myriam Gurba
“Food is a complicated subject for me. Food brings joy, satisfaction, and conflict. Eating disorders plague my family. Their consequences have been painful, expensive, violent, and deadly. You haven't lived till you've watched a woman die of starvation.” JoyConflictEatingConsequenceMy FamilyPainfulComplicatedViolentPlagueEating Disorder Author:Myriam Gurba
“The Internet is the best and worst thing to happen to writing. It makes it so easy to quickly satisfy a lot of curiosity but it dampens curiosity for the same reason. It removes the obstacles that used to make hunting for knowledge sexy. I don't have Internet at home, so that helps. I try not to peek at the Internet through my phone when writing, but I don't have very good stamina.” WritingTryingReasonHelpingHomeEasyWorstInternetCuriosityVery GoodObstaclesSexyHuntingStamina Author:Myriam Gurba
“I see things in hardcopy that I miss if I only see words on screen. I do get sick of the words, but I like to see everything spread out because I get a sense of scale that is missing from screen. Going over each sentence many, many, many times gives me incredible intimacy with sentences, especially their rhythm. The rhythm and music of words matter a lot to me and it only takes one misplaced word to spoil the music.” GivingMissingSickIncrediblesSpreadRhythmIntimacySpoil Author:Myriam Gurba
“Working with a manuscript with that kind of intimacy is kind of like taking a magnification mirror to your pores. Its horrifying but it shows just where the problems are. Of course, I do get bored of the words after a while. I take breaks from them so that we can breathe. And by the time I'm done with my umpteenth regurgitation, I hate the words. They become flavorless chewing gum. Like how really old gum gets once it starts disintegrating in your mouth. Gum that's lost its elasticity and feels like a sweater.” KindDoneProblemHateBreakI HateBreatheIntimacyBoredChewing Gum Author:Myriam Gurba