There's blood, a taste I remember. It tastes of orange popsicles, penny gumballs, red licorice, gnawed hair, dirty ice.
Interpretation
The quote evokes a rich sensory memory tied to both sweetness and the grotesque.
Margaret Atwood's quote combines vivid imagery and contrasting tastes to reflect the complexity of memory and experiences. The blood symbolizes pain or trauma, while the comparisons to childhood treats highlight how memory can be bittersweet, merging joy with darker elements of life.
In practice
In a creative writing workshop to discuss the power of sensory details in evoking memory.
If I am good enough and quiet enough, perhaps after all they will let me go; but it’s not easy being quiet and good, it’s like hanging on to the edge of a bridge when you’ve already fallen over; you don’t seem to be moving, just dangling there, and yet it is taking all your strength.
I would like to believe this is a story I’m telling. I need to believe it. I must believe it. Those who can believe that such stories are only stories have a better chance. If it’s a story I’m telling, then I have control over the ending. Then there will be an ending, to the story, and real life will come after it. I can pick up where I left off.
What else can I do? Once you've gone this far you aren't fit for anything else. Something happens to your mind. You're overqualified, overspecialized, and everybody knows it. Nobody in any other game would be crazy enough to hire me. I wouldn't even make a good ditch-digger, I'd start tearing apart the sewer-system, trying to pick-axe and unearth all those chthonic symbols - pipes, valves, cloacal conduits... No, no. I'll have to be a slave in the paper-mines for all time.
We love each other, that’s true whatever it means, but we aren’t good at it; for some it’s a talent, for others only an addiction.
I've learned quite a lot, over the years, by avoiding what I was supposed to be learning.
Knowing too much about other people puts you in their power, they have a claim on you, you are forced to understand their reasons for doing things and then you are weakened.
His laughter tinkled among the teacups.
I owe Bankhead a gift; she made a director out of me.
It's easy to photograph light reflecting from a surface, the truly hard part is capturing the light in the air.
Everyday life is like programming, I guess. If you love something you can put beauty into it.
I'm a failed poet. Reading poetry helps me to see the world differently, and I try to infuse my prose with figurative language, which goes against the trend in fiction.
You must give birth to your images. They are the future waiting to be born.
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