Watchword: How Octavia Butler Teaches Us Persistence
Of all the things that have come and gone in my life, I wanted this one thing, just one: to be a writer.
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No one else can judge your practice. You must believe in the work that is in front of you, taking shape before your eyes.
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Not knowing happens to all mothers, and to all of us—if we are breathing, we are without escape from things we can’t know.
This creature is a survivor. As long as it survives, our notion of the wild, of conditions indifferent to humanity in which other species thrive, survives too.
Maybe, I thought, I could play Pokémon with my peers and bridge the gap between me and my an all-white classroom. But we lose things in translation.