Musing on Diaries. And Anne Frank.
Most people who dare to call themselves writers can look back and see they’ve always written in some form.
A diary or journal is often the first mode of written expression.
I still write in a journal every day — part prayer, part catharsis, part therapy.
In Garrison Keillor’s daily Writer’s Almanac it was mentioned that today in 1947, Anne Frank’s diary was published.
This was the portion of her work they included:
“It’s an odd idea for someone like me to keep a diary; not only because I have never done so before, but because it seems to me that neither I — nor for that matter anyone else — will be interested in the unbosomings of a thirteen-year-old schoolgirl. Still, what does that matter? I want to write, but more than that, I want to bring out all kinds of things that lie buried deep in my heart.”
“I want to write, but more than that, I want to bring out all kinds of things that lie buried deep in my heart.”
Lovely.
Do 13 yo grls rite lik tht anymre?
Is sumthng b-ing lost?
Good point.
Do u mean gd pnt? Jani. It’s so good to hear from you. A big hug to Ethiopia.