Tag: The Details

Why the Details Matter

I set the table with Clean, cut glasses, Christmas crackers Flatware. Before breakfast All the flat edges glimmer In anticipation. Do you ever wonder: What the hell is the point of Elizabeth’s blog? It’s this: details. It’s a place to read In The Details, as a way to understand ourselves, each other, the world. “Letters from…

The Danger of Being Quiet

Here’s what keeps happening… I keep getting self-conscious and don’t want to say anything so I stay quiet. Then something like a week passes and I think: what happened to that time? Oh my goodness, if I am just quiet, if I don’t say anything, what meaning does it all have?! How can I remember…

Details Are Forever

On Writing Beautifully: Another Part Writing lives through images which cut and scar us. We don’t remember wise pontifications. We remember bleach spilled on boiling pine boards. Good writing bruises us with its visions, then leaves its scent upon us when she departs. See (and feel) here… “Workers began to occupy the this particular flat-building…