A couple of weeks ago I was sitting in the dark in the spare room, crying while eating a bowl of plain rice and staring at the moon. On his way to the kitchen, my boyfriend stopped in the doorway and asked in alarm, “Why are you sitting in the dark in the spare room, crying while eating a bowl of plain rice and staring at the moon?” If you thought those last two sentences were embarrassing, they’ve got nothing on the next: I was sitting in the dark in the spare room crying while… rice, etc, moon, etc, because I was worried I would never make great art.
I resisted the urge to put “great art” in inverted commas in that last sentence – a decision you’ll disagree with when I tell you my tears were prompted by pop sensation Taylor Swift. Whether or not you think Swift is a great artist is up to you (though don’t come back to me until you’ve karaoked “Wildest Dreams” with four strawberry daiquiris in your belly) but her songs are certainly good enough to make thousands of people feel an entire spectrum of emotion.
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