Check this out... It's exactly how I feel."Who gave us permission to perform the act of writing? Why does it seem so unnatural for me? I’ll do anything to postpone it- empty the trash, answer the telephone… How hard it is for us to think we can choose to become writers, much less feel and believe that we can. What have we to contribute, to give? Our own expectations condition us."
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I studied her for one of my Sociology classes! She was a brilliant author who wrote deeply,intense pieces in spanglish. She passed away, never marrying-as she was gay.
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