By May Sarton
May Sarton's bestselling memoir of a solitary yr spent on the condominium she received and renovated
"Loneliness is the poverty of self; solitude is richness of self." —May Sarton
May Sarton's parrot chatters away as Sarton appears to be like out the window on the rain and contemplates returning to her "real" life—not neighbors, now not even love, yet writing. In her bravest and so much revealing memoir, Sarton casts her keenly observant eye on either the internal and external worlds. She stocks insights approximately way of life within the quiet New Hampshire village of Nelson, the will for associates, and wish for solitude—both a thrilling and terrifying nation. She likens writing to "cracking open the internal international again," which occasionally plunges her into melancholy. She confesses her fears, her disappointments, her unresolved angers. Sarton's backyard is her nice, abiding pleasure, maintaining her via seasons of psychic and emotional pain.
Journal of a Solitude is a relocating and profound meditation on creativity, oneness with nature, and the braveness it takes to be on my own. either uplifting and cathartic, it sweeps us alongside on Sarton's pilgrimage inward.
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Apart from the fact we had our pre-match meals there, it was a handy place to go after training for a sandwich or bar snack and had the added attractions of snooker and darts. One particular lunchtime I saw George Miller – he was the pencil-slim left-footed dynamo from Dunfermline – sat in a corner scribbling away on scraps of paper. I sidled over with my sandwich and sat down. ’ I inquired nosily. ’ I was a bit of a gambler myself in those days, but I could not understand why he had so many bits of paper.
We had no problem finding Coven, but where on earth was this place called Brood? We finally gave up and went in a pub called the Ball, at Coven, for a drink. It was a really gloomy pub but I must say the beer was second to none. I asked the landlady the whereabouts of the Oakley Country Club and it gradually dawned on me that the signs I had seen which read ‘Brewood’ were the signs I should have been following. To this day I have never been able to fathom why the people of Wolverhampton pronounce Brewood as ‘Brood’!
A new signing asked me to accompany him to town and show him where the building societies were. ‘Come on, we’ll go in this one,’ he said when we reached the town centre. ’ When the cashier asked him how much he would like to open the account with, he answered ‘£6,500’ and promptly opened the briefcase he had with him before pouring the amount in notes onto the counter. I do not know who was more amazed, me or the cashier. £6,500 in 1965 could buy you three nice houses. Sitting in the office on Boxing Day 1964, waiting for the forms to be typed up, I was puzzled.