I have nearly psyched myself out already. Still, my nesting behaviors kicked into effect and, with luck, that will change my environment just enough to un-thwart myself and disperse any neurotic "spells" that are cast over me-self-induced or from evil sources (I have a renewed belief in such things-though I try not to give myself the willies about ( Read more... )

Against my judgment, I am relinquishing to my intuition and doing some writing-- though only in part. I say in part because I had a week and a half that was more than worth unpacking. It practically demands unpacking in eloquent ways. However, competing interests have brought me to this point: I am in the wee hours of the morning, having browsed ( Read more... )

 
( Early Draft-- 'The Alter' scene )

En medias res seems to bother my sense of perfection; if every segment have its beginning and end. Even in believing that there was a beginning of beginnings, and this is not it, I think that I struggle with the notion that there is such thing as a beginning-- and want it to be so.

I read a book of poems by Sherman Alexie last night. I read it ( Read more... )

Alright, I want a change ( Read more... )

I feel embattled, as I have this entire day. I want this entry to be insightful while I simultaneously want it to be over. I know that it should be written but I wish I were writing something else. It warrants being written yet I will only be able to touch upon its subject matter. I want this entry to be momentous yet it is about the very moment ( Read more... )