lines inside me, a string guiding lights. language. Fiction poetry dos — Jeanette Winterson, Happy Normal?

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I had lines inside me, a string of guiding lights. I had language. Fiction and poetry are doses, medicines. What they heal is the rupture reality makes on the imagination. I had been damaged, and a very important part of me had been destroyed – that was my reality, the facts of my life. But on the other side of the facts was who I could be, how I could feel. And as long as I had words for that, images for that, stories for that, then I wasn't lost.

Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?

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