I like how you marry different narrative strands and get them to speak thematically to each other. I’ve yet to take a real stab at this technique, though I’ve seen and liked it before, and your writing is making me want to try it.
Ah, the braid. It’s one of my favorite techniques. Sometimes, I think I use it too often. But I can’t help it. I really adore it both in writing and reading.
I appreciate you roaming around the Rolling Desk!!
That's right, the braid. I knew there was a name for it! My stay-on-topic mind doesn't let me experiment much in that direction. However, I like to read braided essays and stories, I guess because it's a poetry-mimicking technique and I come from the world of poetry. Here's a favorite nonfiction piece you may like, by my friend Janisse Ray (she writes on the substack Trackless Wild): https://thegeorgiareview.com/posts/the-lonely-ruralist/
I’m not sure I’d want to get so close in such a precarious position again. But it was a really beautiful encounter. I felt there was some sort of understanding about our mutual safety in each other’s presence communicated—which is no small thing in this unpredictable world.
I like how you marry different narrative strands and get them to speak thematically to each other. I’ve yet to take a real stab at this technique, though I’ve seen and liked it before, and your writing is making me want to try it.
Ah, the braid. It’s one of my favorite techniques. Sometimes, I think I use it too often. But I can’t help it. I really adore it both in writing and reading.
I appreciate you roaming around the Rolling Desk!!
That's right, the braid. I knew there was a name for it! My stay-on-topic mind doesn't let me experiment much in that direction. However, I like to read braided essays and stories, I guess because it's a poetry-mimicking technique and I come from the world of poetry. Here's a favorite nonfiction piece you may like, by my friend Janisse Ray (she writes on the substack Trackless Wild): https://thegeorgiareview.com/posts/the-lonely-ruralist/
And such a thrilling memory. I’ll probably never meet an elk, but now I can imagine it.
I’m not sure I’d want to get so close in such a precarious position again. But it was a really beautiful encounter. I felt there was some sort of understanding about our mutual safety in each other’s presence communicated—which is no small thing in this unpredictable world.