All that I Write Was Once Real Life

The multiverse exists in art. We are creators alongside God when we write or draw or sing or dance and blink into existence a new world. Our experiences are lived and relived. We can never fully understand its beauty, nor can we grasp it but for an instant. Reality and imagination almost collide but never quite touch.

Cristian Mihai

One of my favorite opening lines goes like this, “All that I write was once real life.”

It’s from Max Blecher’s last novel, The Shinning Burrow.

How do you turn real life into art? Into stories? How do you write about all the things you’d never have the courage to say out loud?

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Author: Cynthia "Cyndi" Hilston

Cynthia Hilston is a thirty-something-year-old stay at home mom of three young kids, happily married. Writing has always been like another child to her. After twenty years of waltzing in the world of fan fiction, she finally stepped away to do her debut dance with original works of fiction. In her spare time – what spare time? – she devours books, watches Doctor Who and Game of Thrones, pets her orange kitty, looks at the stars, and dreams of what other stories she wishes to tell.  

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