Anais Nin Archive
Books, even books writers didn’t know they were writing, are born from discipline, by people who took their ideas seriously, even before they amounted to anything.
Long, long ago, in a galaxy far, far away--that is, in 1990s mid-Atlantic America, in which I was miserable in a very teenage way, being a teenager--I began to read Tom Robbins.
Guest post by Bridget Lowe My adolescence was difficult. I was utterly confused, depressed, and lonely. I had braces and was so vain that I refused to wear the glasses I desperately needed. My parents didn’t understand me, my teachers didn’t understand me, and I still had to share