mia loves henry miller – Letter 3 – Bondage A-Go-Go & Mindcaviar.com

mia loves henry miller

Letter 3 – Bondage A-Go-Go & Mindcaviar.com

(A majority of my blog is based on true events – however, there is much fiction intertwined in these stories)

My writing in blog form is raw…please forgive me, my readers. I’ve been up day and night editing the first fifty letters, which will be published in my first book. I wanted to re-post my letters one last time prior to removing them offline. These letters will be passed onto another editor and then will be uploaded as books on Amazon. My goal is to complete this task by my b-day, January 27. I hope that you will enjoy these letters, despite their imperfections. Sincerely, Mia Malone-Jennings

12/6/11 1:17 p.m.

(I’m taking a short break from painting)

Excerpt from Henry Miller’s Good friend and another writer, poet, Lawrence Durell.  I found this on the inside cover of Henry Miller’s book, Sexus.

“Miller has elected to shame the devil and tell the truth, and his work is one of the bravest, richest, and most consistent ventures in this domain since Jean-Jacques Rousseau.  By its very nature such a task must transgress the narrow limits of what ordinary people regard as permissible; canons of taste, conventional ideas of beauty and propriety, they must be renovated in the light of his central objective-the search for truth. Often the result is shocking, terrifying; but then truth has always been a fierce oracle rather than a bleat or a whimper.  But, no one, I think, could read (as I have done) through this whole length and breadth of his work without wonder and amazement- and finally without gratitude for what he has undertaken on behalf of all of us all.  It isn’t pretty, a lot of it, but then neither is real life. It goes right to the bone.” —Lawrence Durrell

I’m working on my third public letter to you via my wordpress.com blog.  It’s frightening enough to just write from the heart.  It’s even more so when you have a possible audience who can read things which you’ve never told anyone.  Only, but a few good, close friends.  I’m convincing myself to move forward without fear. Continue reading