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lovely snow today ~ !
makes me lazy as all-get-out. could easily loll away the day doing squat.
~ * ~
so, the write-in:
last night's venture was not altogether a success, but was not a failure either.
i learned that you can't really write anything of substance in ten minutes.
i learned that there are no less than 14 narrative voices in faulkner's As I Lay Dying.
i learned that my copy of cervantes didn't make the trip north (dunno what happent to it).
i wrote a huge pile of fragments that are largely too self-conscious for what i'm looking to do.
i think the most interesting out of the lot was a piece from amy's p.o.v. because she specifically addresses it to her husband ~ i like that. i like the idea that what she says is what she might say aloud if she thought it would be welcome. i think i've always played amy as a bit of a superficial dingbat on certain levels, but even though she's no scholar, i think there are some interesting layers to her thinking and her perception of the world. she likes goodness. she seeks it in others. she can get petty when she thinks she's been betrayed. she gets fixed ideas and then stubbornly holds her position in them. i imagine she's sloppy about religion. she likes the idea about God, but it's too abstract for her: she's much more into grounded, tangible things ~ motherhood, marriage, arranging the sock drawer. she works hard. she doesn't always do everything right. she only cries alone. she's married to someone who is a walking catalog of psychiatric disorders and yet manages to cope very well.
today i'm working on an outline and hopefully pulling together a draft of WFA ~ no reason i can't knock it out in an afternoon (even if it's the roughest draft in the world).
~ * ~
so pretty today. i keep getting distracted by the snow-covered tree outside my window.
: D
makes me lazy as all-get-out. could easily loll away the day doing squat.
~ * ~
so, the write-in:
last night's venture was not altogether a success, but was not a failure either.
i learned that you can't really write anything of substance in ten minutes.
i learned that there are no less than 14 narrative voices in faulkner's As I Lay Dying.
i learned that my copy of cervantes didn't make the trip north (dunno what happent to it).
i wrote a huge pile of fragments that are largely too self-conscious for what i'm looking to do.
i think the most interesting out of the lot was a piece from amy's p.o.v. because she specifically addresses it to her husband ~ i like that. i like the idea that what she says is what she might say aloud if she thought it would be welcome. i think i've always played amy as a bit of a superficial dingbat on certain levels, but even though she's no scholar, i think there are some interesting layers to her thinking and her perception of the world. she likes goodness. she seeks it in others. she can get petty when she thinks she's been betrayed. she gets fixed ideas and then stubbornly holds her position in them. i imagine she's sloppy about religion. she likes the idea about God, but it's too abstract for her: she's much more into grounded, tangible things ~ motherhood, marriage, arranging the sock drawer. she works hard. she doesn't always do everything right. she only cries alone. she's married to someone who is a walking catalog of psychiatric disorders and yet manages to cope very well.
today i'm working on an outline and hopefully pulling together a draft of WFA ~ no reason i can't knock it out in an afternoon (even if it's the roughest draft in the world).
~ * ~
so pretty today. i keep getting distracted by the snow-covered tree outside my window.
: D
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not a Faulkner fan....
That's probably why I almost lay dying myself after trying to get through that book :-)
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