Week 88 of our regular morning feature here at Friedman of the Plains Worldwide in which we highlight the great words and works of great men and women, as well as those who are insufferable, delusional, and even fictional.
This Week Jamaica Kincaid
“Something settled inside me, something heavy and hard. It stayed there, and i could not think of one thing to make it go away. I thought, So this must be living, this must be the beginning of the time people later refer to as 'years ago, when I was young'.”
Once the hard things settles in then the nature of why we're alive reveals itself: There's no reason. At that point, you start ti live a different life, and the weight starts to lift,
Yes, that frightening moment when, without warning, one becomes aware of the impulse to write a memoir.