diamond kathleen


On June 24, 1983, Twilight Zone: The Movie was released in theaters!

It’s like the silence after a car wreck, the quiet after the settling grabble of a collapsed building. It’s all chaos and noise for a time, then comes the moment when it all must sink in and you must feel the weight of this new reality. That is heartache at its truest and most defining moment.
—  Diamond Kathleen 
That could’ve been all she was looking for: a fight. She wanted someone to see through her tower, but instead I cowered in front of the dragons. I thought she was guarding herself against me. I thought she placed the demons there to repel me. But I realize now that they came when she was unaware—they kidnapped her happiness and held her mind for ransom.
—  Diamond Kathleen, Haunting
People often ask me, ‘How does your mind work? It must be a very colorful, different place.’ And, in a way, I find this offensive. Writers aren’t misunderstood psychopaths, meant to be left to their isolated houses in the woods and some paper. I find that, in fact, we are most understanding. To paraphrase Emerson, poets (or authors) say what everyone feels and thinks, but have no words to express it. If you really think about it, those writers far off and aloof from the world capture society so very perfectly. It leaves the reader with an 'Ah-ha! That’s it!’
—  Diamond Kathleen, from a collection called Confessions on Being a Writer (for poetry and prose, visit: papotes.tumblr.com)
People are always trying to figure out if characters in our stories are autobiographical or if they’re just plainly made up, as one would assume in fiction. But the truth may be that characters aren’t either. People all have a little bit of everything in them, and some qualities are stronger than others. So, for me, sometimes, sure, characters can be autobiographical, if by autobiographical you mean that they act and think like me. But, that also makes them biographical of others, because no one is ever alone. This is why Lewis said we read, isn’t it? ‘We read to know we’re not alone.’
—  Diamond Kathleen, from a collection called Confessions on Being a Writer (for poetry and prose, visit: papotes.tumblr.com)
But, I realized today, after considering it all, I was so truly in love. Little infatuations, while disappointing when they have to end, are done with after a short time. You forget and move on. No one stays hurt forever over a crush. But when you’re in love? You can stay angry your whole life. You realize that you’re going to be buried away in a casket someday, your heart a piece too light. You live having once tasted the grandeur of being in love and choking every time your almost lover’s name is mentioned. See, you know you were in love when pain begins to fight for affection’s place in the battlefield of your heart.
—  Diamond Kathleen, personal journals