I can never drive my car over a bridge without thinking of suicide. I can never look at a lake or an ocean without thinking of suicide.
Charles BukowskiRead
Your writing", she said to me, "it's so raw. It's like a sledgehammer, and yet it has humor and tenderness. . . .
Interpretation
The quote highlights the powerful combination of raw emotion, humor, and tenderness in writing.
In this quote, the speaker admires the unique style of Charles Bukowski's writing, describing it as both forceful and gentle at the same time. The comparison to a sledgehammer suggests that his words can have a strong impact, while the mention of humor and tenderness indicates a deeper emotional resonance that appeals to readers on multiple levels.
In practice
In a writing workshop, to inspire participants to embrace their unique style.
I can never drive my car over a bridge without thinking of suicide. I can never look at a lake or an ocean without thinking of suicide.
when I am feeling low all i have to do is watch my cats and my courage returns
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She screamed, the high scream that was neither human nor animal but something terrible in between, the sort of sound that you never forget no matter how many beautiful things you hear afterward.
Good taste is the enemy of creativity.
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