{"id":46756,"date":"2022-05-14T11:45:14","date_gmt":"2022-05-14T11:45:14","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/marnix.nl\/homepage\/welkom\/?p=46756"},"modified":"2022-05-14T14:05:01","modified_gmt":"2022-05-14T14:05:01","slug":"life-writing-itself","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/marnix.nl\/homepage\/welkom\/2022\/05\/14\/life-writing-itself\/","title":{"rendered":"Life, writing itself."},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Writing about life is weird.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

You\u2019re always interpreting, at best.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Using words as the least crude way to pin down what is ultimately fleeting and extremely personal.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

You’re always too late, always biased, always limited.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Whatever you write is never exactly what you write about, and most of the time it doesn’t even come close.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It\u2019s a translation, a filter, an opinionated observation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It\u2019s an attempt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And at the same time, your writing about life IS life itself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It\u2019s life talking about life, trying to capture life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Using a unique perspective, a personal view.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Not bothered by the sheer impossibility of the endeavor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Writing about life is like solving a puzzle in real-time, without knowing what it\u2019s supposed to look like.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The result can be truly amazing and captivating.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But it\u2019s still just words.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It\u2019s never the thing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Words are not it, and yet they are made of it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Made of life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Life is words.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And the absence of words.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Writing about life is useless if you’d like it to be accurate.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And it\u2019s also essential, because, well, here it is.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

This blog IS life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Not complete, not absolute, not even close.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But here it is anyway.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

<\/p>\n\n\n\n

—<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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(Photo by @heftiba, for Unsplash)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Writing about life is weird. You\u2019re always interpreting, at best. Using words as the least crude way to pin down what is ultimately fleeting and extremely personal. You’re always too late, always biased, always limited. Whatever you write is never exactly what you write about, and most of the time it doesn’t even come close. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":46757,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"off","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":""},"categories":[97,118,117,100,116,113,103,112],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/marnix.nl\/homepage\/welkom\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/46756"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/marnix.nl\/homepage\/welkom\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/marnix.nl\/homepage\/welkom\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/marnix.nl\/homepage\/welkom\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/marnix.nl\/homepage\/welkom\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=46756"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/marnix.nl\/homepage\/welkom\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/46756\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":46764,"href":"https:\/\/marnix.nl\/homepage\/welkom\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/46756\/revisions\/46764"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/marnix.nl\/homepage\/welkom\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/46757"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/marnix.nl\/homepage\/welkom\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=46756"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/marnix.nl\/homepage\/welkom\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=46756"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/marnix.nl\/homepage\/welkom\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=46756"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}