“We were together. I forget the rest.”
If absolutely pressed to pick just one writer I would most like to emulate, it would probably be Joan Didion. I’m sure I don’t really need to go into a long Ode To Joan, because of course you’re aware of her charms.
This packing list I found via the Quitokeeto Tumblr has made my day.
While the list itself is delicious, (2 skirts…typewriter…bourbon), it’s the accompanying notes that reveal Joan’s fastidious mind.
Notice the deliberate anonymity of a costume: in a skirt, a leotard, and stockings, I could pass in either side of the culture…
Notice the bourbon for the same motel room. Notice the typewriter for the airport, coming home.
Yes. The mind of a writer, instructing us to notice, notice, notice.