Reading it was like subletting a small apartment in someone else's head.

Garth Risk Hallberg
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Reading someone else’s words can be like subletting a small apartment in someone else’s head. When you read another person’s writing, not only do you see what they are thinking, but you also get to feel what they are feeling. When you read the words of another person it is not just their thoughts that come to you, but their entire life. While there is nothing wrong with this in itself, when the writer is famous it can be quite daunting. You may feel like you are intruding on private moments or that your presence is unwelcome.

Source: City On Fire

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