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Emily Levin's avatar

Strange, weird, feral, laugh, cry, surprise, community— so many of the key words that make my heart beat faster for August.

Speaking of containers, I realize when I write a snippet that I feel excited about I often wonder, “where can I put this.?” ( I do that less often now) The where can shut me down in organizing the scenes of long fiction I am attempting, too- will I ever find this again? What is a safe place to put it so it does not get lost? But I realized today ( warning, incoming Saturday rhapsodic waxing), I am really really good at grabbing the right sized soup container for leftover soup, bread pudding, or that blunt piece of zucchini- not too much air space, but enough to breathe and be recognizable when it is opened again, and no bits leftover.

I realized WITD has become my container for myself in the spirit of all those opening words. My safe space to put those parts of me, along with the rest. I am beginning to see how searching for the right container really stifled my work. But now, I can plop this practically unhinged comment right here and know many of you will understand. I let my soup tell me which container it wants so I am looking forward to new writing Tupperware!!! I have never looked forward to August— it is the month equivalent of a Sunday school night, so this is so welcome. And you are redeeming my back to school feelings on a nuclear level, too.

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Angela Kasumova's avatar

The more you share, the better it sounds! Looking forward to it! 🐚🦀

I have a hermit crab essay in the form of a recipe I’d love to come back to. I was happy with it at the time I originally called it “finished” and submitted it multiple times with no luck. Reading it now I think it’s missing something!

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