I read a quote by Anne Lamott today.
It said, “If something inside of you is real, we will probably find it interesting, and it will probably be universal. So you must risk placing real emotion at the center of your work. Write straight into the emotional center of things. Write toward vulnerability. Risk being unliked. Tell the truth as you understand it. If you’re a writer you have a moral obligation to do this.”
I’m not sure you really want me to write “straight into the emotional center.”
There are unpleasant emotions there,
Lots of anger and rage and hatred
And, “Fuck you” and “I hate you.”
They stand strong right along with
The beauty and strength and awe
And, “I love you” and “Life is amazing.”
Some may call this wholeness.
I call it frightening.
No one wants to hear the dark thoughts that swirl in my head.
No one wants to join me in the hell that rages inside at times.
But Anne says, “it will probably be universal.”
If that’s the case,
Maybe you have the same
Anger and rage and hatred swirling with
Beauty and strength and awe.
Maybe we are the same.
Maybe we share this hell together.
If so, maybe my sharing will make both of our hells less lonely.