poetry teaches us important things
T. S. Eliot is so good at encapsulating the angst of knowing what's wrong with a fic and knowing what needs to be done to fix it and yet being like "but howwwww":
Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom
Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Falls the Shadow
Life is very long
-The Hollow Men
Oh and there's also this from East Coker but I am feeling more The Hollow Men, but this is always Accurate:
So here I am, in the middle way, having had twenty years-
Twenty years largely wasted, the years of l'entre deux guerres
Trying to use words, and every attempt
Is a wholly new start, and a different kind of failure
Because one has only learnt to get the better of words
For the thing one no longer has to say, or the way in which
One is no longer disposed to say it. And so each venture
Is a new beginning, a raid on the inarticulate
With shabby equipment always deteriorating
In the general mess of imprecision of feeling,
Undisciplined squads of emotion. And what there is to conquer
By strength and submission, has already been discovered
Once or twice, or several times, by men whom one cannot hope
To emulate-but there is no competition-
There is only the fight to recover what has been lost
And found and lost again and again: and now, under conditions
That seem unpropitious. But perhaps neither gain nor loss.
For us, there is only the trying. The rest is not our business.
So yeah, read poetry. It will explain all your emotions to you. :P
this is just to say/i have written like 10 fics/instead of fixing the logjam in liegelord/why do i do this to myself
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