I was never drawn to English in college – too much writing that had to, like, follow a train of thought and too many papers and words – I like them free-flowing, I like to see what they come up with when you handle them gently. English as a major – it just seemed to take all of the magic out of words. At least for me.
You can’t say I don’t come up with creative excuses….
Ask me why I couldn’t hack Art History and the slides… 🙂
My point being, for being so committed to avoiding academics at any expense, I did find incredible power in a few writers. Edna St. Vincent Millay being one of those writers….
I don’t know if I love her writing because of her words, or if I love her writing because of the poetry that was her life. She was an absolute rockstar.
I say all of this, because I have so little else to say, and because she said what I would say, if I could, so perfectly….
“Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.”
(And just as I thought all the coincidences that you see when someone dies, just as I thought they were gone…I google Edna, trying to find the piece that over used quote comes from and I find this tidbit: Millay also collaborated with poet George Dillon on Flowers of Evil, a translation of Charles Baudelaire’s Les Fleurs du mal. Derek’s band was Flowers of Evil...Sigh. You can run, but you can’t hide!)