I watched the movie with my writing group the other night. We were all deeply affected by this tale of love, life and death. So young, so talented, so misunderstood.
John Keats wrote some of the finest poetry ever, but his talent was unrecognised during his too short life. He died of tuberculosis at the age of twenty-five before he was able to wed the love of his life Fanny Brawne. Some of his loveliest poems are written about/for Fanny.
If you are still trying to become recognised in your literary writing, take heart, some of the very best in the world were also not lauded during their lives. If you keep writing and keep living, it may happen for you while you live, but know that your words will give you a form of life after death. You must keep sending your writing out there though.
If you keep your writing tucked away in a drawer or on your computer, you greatest work may be destroyed after you die, with you remaining just a fragile memory for just a few people. Send your work out, self publish, blog, but keep getting those words out if you wish to remembered/admired after your death.
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Thankyou Carolyn, I am just finding my blogging helping in all manner of ways, sometimes I write in my blog, other times it sparks me to go off & do some writing elsewhere in my notebooks....
ps - Bright Star was indeed a highlight for me this past week...
Keats was a genius. Why are people like him taken from the world at such an young age? And why are their talents ignored when they are still alive?
You are right about this. =) When people ask me what I get out of blogging I say it's where I go to silently scream...
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