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Sonja Livingston

@sonjalivingston

Teacher. Writer. Lover of Two Mid-Sized Cities.

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“You would not believe how many words there are for 'home' and what savage music there can be wrung from it.” ― Edna O'Brien

“You would not believe how many words there are for 'home' and what savage music there can be wrung from it.”  ― Edna O'Brien
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“Everything is held together with stories. That is all that is holding us together, stories and compassion.” —Barry Lopez

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“Do not be dismayed by the brokenness of the world. All things break. And all things can be mended. The broken world waits in darkness for the light that is you.” ~ L.R. Knost

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"Ocras buile is a wolf howling in the gut. Cnámh is the bone sharpening under the flesh, féar the grass found in a starving child’s mouth." ~ new essay from Sonja Livingston brevitymag.com/current-issue/…

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We’d ❤️LOVE❤️ if you sent your best flash nonfiction our way! Currently open for: ✔️Flash nonfiction of 1,000 words or fewer ✔️Micros of 400 words or fewer ✔️Short-shorts of 100 words or fewer Take a chance on us ❌⭕️ More info at inshortjournal.com/in-short-home-…

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We are a volunteer effort, and see our mission as helping writers at every stage & building community in what can be a very lonely enterprise. How can you help? Wish us a happy birthday. Tell your friends. Contribute if possible. brevity.wordpress.com/2025/02/19/the…

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In QUEEN OF THE FALL, Sonja Livingston weaves memory into imagined interactions to mine the terrain of her own femininity, fertility, and longing in this meditation on loss, possibility, and what it means to be human. Save 50% during our Sale: bit.ly/WHMSale24

In QUEEN OF THE FALL, <a href="/sonjalivingston/">Sonja Livingston</a> weaves memory into imagined interactions to mine the terrain of her own femininity, fertility, and longing in this meditation on loss, possibility, and what it means to be human. 

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"If you think of writing as a form of self expression, I think you’re missing the point. For me, it’s a way of pulling things up & out – guts. Things that have not been spilt before." ~ Colm Tóibín

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"Don't be afraid to be confused. Try to remain permanently confused ... Stay open, forever, so open it hurts, and then open up some more, until the day you die, world without end, amen." ~ George Saunders

"Don't be afraid to be confused. Try to remain permanently confused ... Stay open, forever, so open it hurts, and then open up some more, until the day you die, world without end, amen." ~ George Saunders
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"I’ve learned over the years to free-fall into what’s happening... Things start to happen under your pencil that you don’t want to happen, or don’t understand. But that’s when the work starts to have a beating heart." ~ Andre Dubus III

"I’ve learned over the years to free-fall into what’s happening... Things start to happen under your pencil that you don’t want to happen, or don’t understand. But that’s when the work starts to have a beating heart." ~ Andre Dubus III
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“The pleasure and the frustration of writing essays is that you are often discovering the object of inquiry and the shape of the search at the same time.” ~ Robert Hass

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“In short I tried to think. I failed. My attention veered inexorably back to the specific, to the tangible, to what was generally considered, by everyone I knew then and for that matter have known since, the peripheral.” -- Joan Didion