The curse of being different

Illustration by Henn Kim

The more I read, the more I meet with other writers and talk, the more I realize that what I write is so different from what I see written around me today, that it makes me want to weep from terrible loneliness. I'd like to relate to someone, anyone, talk the same language, but my writing process is so strange (rewriting each draft from scratch every time, anyone?),my reading tastes so bizarre (Russian novels but in English, books written by writers long dead, absu...