I think of this story about Auden. I think about how there was a time when you and I believed that writing was the best thing we could ever hope to do with our lives.
Just noting that there is so much writing about writing and authors and I just don't care and don't think it adds anything. Like I get that it's her connection to the friend but I don't think these long paragraphs connect that well to him just by tacking on a sentence at the end that addresses the friend
