You have to delete from life.
Delete.
Delete.
Delete.
Life is too full.
This is the essayist’s approach to writing, leaving things out, according to Tim Bascom. Let the world in. Clean up. Filter.
To feel truly satisfying, however, [the personal essay] must mimic life, which is never completely complete. In real life, there is always an ‘and then’, even if it comes after we have died. – Tim Bascom, Picturing the personal essay
[‘Life, which is never completely complete’ – oh, wat een deel van een zin.]