Tuesday, May 22, 2018

To My Fellow Misfits in Writing

By Susan

In my ongoing quest to avoid writing, I was lying on the couch looking for a good TED Talk. I found this one and wound up with tears rolling down my face.

Take 12 minutes of your life and watch it now. I'll wait.

Perhaps I was drawn to writing because I was a misfit. Or thought I was. Still think I am. Still think I am broken in ways no one will understand.

But so often, when I see powerful writing it comes from a place where we have been broken and transformed. So often, I see that the things we hide, that make us feel like misfits, are the very things that connect us to others in a shared human experience. I have a sense of relief that I am not alone in my misfittery.

The Japanese have an art form called kintsugi. When a piece of pottery is broken, they do not throw it out. They do not repair it with a clear glue to try to disguise the cracks. They repair it with gold, to make it even more beautiful than before it was broken. They transform it.

Maybe being a misfit is what draws me to put words on the page so that one other human will read it and feel less alone. Maybe if I accomplish that, I've done enough.


  1. A beautiful story, Susan. Thanks for sharing it. Looking at Lidia's many missteps in life makes most of ours seem minor by comparison. It means most of us don't have as far to pick ourselves back up. I loved to hear the first time about the Japanese art of kintsugi. All of us can have gold disguising places where we have been broken and mended.

    1. Thanks, Art. Maybe I haven't spent time in jail, but I've had my share of missteps -- some of which I shudder to remember. I guess it all made me who I am.


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