
Anais Nin
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Anais Nin - Diarist to the Detail
Anais Nin (1903-1977) is a goddess to me. A goddess of Life as Art. As she journaled her life, she lived it. And she lived it, conscious of how she would write about it that night.
Through her journals, which she kept right up to the end; through her novels, which have the capacity to change the lives of their readers;
through her provocative essays; through her life, which she treated as a precious poem; through her relationships, which she explored like a spelunker, unafraid to crawl into dark, unknown caverns:
She taught us to look at our lives from the distance of a writer - and using that approach, she taught us to observe our own storylines rather than get lost in them.
Nin's novels take us to secret rooms…
"Lillian turned her face away from him, and listened to the jazz.
"Jazz was the music of the body. The breath came through aluminum and copper tubes, it was the body’s breath, and the strings’ wails and moans were echoes of the body’s music. It was the body’s vibrations which rippled from the fingers. And the mystery of the withheld theme known to the musicians alone was like the mystery of our secret life. We give to others only peripheral improvisations. The plots and themes of the music, like the plots and themes of our life, never alchemized into words, existed only in a state of music, stirring or numbing, exalting or despairing, but never named."
...from Seduction of the Minotaur by Anais Nin
How was she able to become so intimate with her life, while at the same time exploring each detail as if she were writing a chapter of a novel? Perhaps that was her genius.
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