YOU’RE BEAUTIFUL, but you’re wrong.
”There are many things in your heart you can never tell to another person. They are you, your private joys and sorrows, and you can never tell them. You cheapen yourself, the inside of yourself, when you tell them.” Greta Garbo
Greta Garbo, you’re beautiful. One of my favorites. but you are wrong. Maybe as an actress and as a woman whose paycheck was earned by playing the alluring witch lady character of herself, yes, to do it appealingly over and over, you must silence elements of that character . On the other hand, to create a character, or to create a story, or both, you have to peal your skin from your guts and bind the manuscript with it.
You have to squeeze the salt from your tears to brush the ink with it.
You make a patchwork of everything that you know and have ever known about humans and nature and society and beauty and their rhythms. and that is what it takes. No more, no less. You give the piece you are working on everything because everything you got is the only way to construct the gorgeous silence.
You leave no silence for yourself. and you give it all to work.
You performers, you enjoy that privacy now. At best, you keep precious peace but sell your dignity. (Not that I don’t enjoy watching it or anything like that)
“Give me a whiskey, ginger ale on the side, and don’t be stingy, baby.”