December 2011
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self-help book addict
Is it possible to both write well and live well. Simultaneously, not in cycles. Can I both Work and remain whole. Why is the sacrifice of my Self and my sanity and my relationships always required for good Work? Why can I produce nothing when I have my joy?
Rain tonight. New York soon.
January 2010
4 posts
Watchnew video with ccchelsea: LIONS: featuring V & B
December 2009
69 posts
New Prose. Detritivory. →
“What saves a man is to take a step. Then another step. It is always the same...”
– Antoine de Saint-Exupéry (via psychotherapy) (via ofravens)
Excellent at failing so many people in so many different ways. It seems.
““then you have no future. you will never be saved. it is the end. the...”
– Jamie Stewart
New prose. Predation. →
“It goes like this: I open the door. I knock on the door. Someone comes, or does...”
– Bhanu Kapil Rider
One thing I really like about you is that you aren’t interested in my mythological self.
SOLSTICE, II
My rule is that if I make it to the solstice I can’t kill myself. Because it’s all downhill in the light from here. Maybe a week this winter when the head went real cracked, and few more that were just weepy and lonely. My best effort yet.
The mild frustrations your presence induces. These I am now happy to repress, after discovering how miserable I am without you at all.
SOLSTICE
FLY FLY
THE DEVIL’S IN YOUR EYE
SHOOT SHOOT
“There is a story in the Fabulae 167 of Gaius Julius Hyginus, or a later author...”
Martyrdom disgusts me. Both in others and myself.
“I think the sheer fact of women talking, being, paradoxical, inexplicable, flip,...”
– I Love Dick, Chris Kraus
Customers tell me I look exhausted. I feel it, but I don’t feel it. Which means I’m figuring out how to do it right.
THINGS START, THINGS END, SOME THINGS LAST THE...
frenchgirlinsand:
IT’S OKAY.
“We do what we must, and call it by the best names.”
– Ralph Waldo Emerson (via everythinginthesky) (via ofravens)
I talk to you all day in my head because we aren’t allowed to talk. So to suddenly find myself beside you again, to find us talking face to face, it is easy to forget that we haven’t said a word in months and I mention things I am sure have happened with us, things that I am sure we have done together. It is so natural to talk to you. We are very careful not to touch in any way. But I...
