The School of Life — Why so Many People Want to Be Writers


A question I too have had.

The longing one day to turn out a book — probably a novel or, less likely, an autobiography lies close to the center of contemporary aspirations. This is, at one level, a hugely welcome development, a consequene of widespread literacy, higher educational standards and a proper focus on the power of books to change lives.

But looked at from another angle, it may also, in private, be the result of something rather more desultory: an epidemic of isolation and loneliness.

The army of literary agents, scouts, editors and writing coaches testifies not only to our love of literature, but also, less intentionally, to an unaddressed groundswell of painful solitude.

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William Cho — Student Voices

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This is why I did not report


After Trump’s video leak, many women have come out on sexual assaults by Trump in past. People wonder why these women did not report when the assault happened. Today’s needull has been written by a woman trying to explain why women don’t report assault.

It is of course clear now that these were all cases of sexual assault and attempted sexual assault, likely perpetrated by many different people and reaching epidemic levels on our campus, but that is not what we thought then.

Every time it happened, every time we got an email about this type of burglary, it reignited the campus-wide joke about the sad, lonely man who just wanted to cuddle and how, if only a woman would love him, he’d be saved.

And I participated. I laughed along, made jokes about male friends secretly being The Cuddler or how female friends were going to “get cuddled,” even dubbed a house I lived in one summer “Club Cuddler.” It did not even occur to me at the time that this was not a joke. I just kept laughing.

Then I was raped. And it was not a joke anymore.

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ksawyers — Student Voices

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