What's all this business about French Christmas?

  • My name—Noël—has been mispronounced, mislabeled, and mistaken since my parents bestowed it upon me one snowy March afternoon. It wasn't until a friend nicknamed me "French Christmas" that it came into focus. How much would our lives change if we could just see things differently?

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November 21, 2010


Olivia Ambrogio

That's one of the awful things about movie violence, too--not only do they make it both immediate and artificial, but they use *everything*, until you're stymied in writing about something important or real because you're afraid of sounding false and slick. I'm sorry, Noel--that you witnessed the shooting and that you, such an original and sincere writer, are having such trouble writing about it as you want to. If I may make a suggestion, I'd say just write. Even if some of what you say feels less than authentic to the experience, you'll probably be able to memorialize and (to some degree) exorcise the moment in a way that's vivid and honest to others as well.


When you witness or are involved in a violent act there is a shift created within the soul.


oh, sweetie!

it is true though, isn't it? once you get that moment of "wow, this doesn't just happen to other people." its hard to forget!

hang in there!

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