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Saturday, February 19, 2005
doubt and dissociation
I'm putting this here so I won't forget it. Public notes being somehow easier to find. I guess I mean by that: easier to take. In all variations of the semantics. The quotes below are from an interview with Carol Gilligan, author of The Birth of Pleasure. She writes about voice. I wrote about reading the book back in... 2002, I thought, but now I can't find it. (I found this though.) I was in a lot of pain. So simple to say that now. So difficult then. I wasn't even sure what the words meant, whether I was really following the thread of what she was saying, but I know how it felt to read The Birth of Pleasure. It made the pain much worse at moments, but it mostly made the pain feel as if it made some sort of sense. I couldn't tell you today what sense that was. What it might mean in some descriptive taxonomy of the heart. Only that it did have to do with the heart, and with love, and that these were important. Past tense or present, precious beyond reckoning. Then as now, I like her face.
"The danger, for me, lies in starting to doubt my own writing. Virginia Woolf writes about this danger for women writers, when the infection enters the sentence and you begin within your sentences to double-think yourself in anticipation of not being heard.
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I was writing about dissociation, how to break through a wall that separates you from what you know, and I followed an associative method, because you can't argue your way out of dissociation. The structure of the book is orchestral, or like a tapestry with different threads woven together to show a pattern. I wanted to recreate for the reader the journey I had taken in coming to see what I saw."
-from an interview in Psychotherapy Networker, Nov/Dec 2002
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Monday, February 14, 2005
histories are conversations
1st in a series
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I don't know what to make of all this fascination with antiquity.
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yeah, weird. it's as if they think they'll find some elusive truth back here.
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that's true.
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it's their truth.
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heh heh.
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not much to go on, is it?
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Whitey, Honky, Peckerwood, Casper, Goatroper, Ofay...
and if your gag reflex can take it, don't miss the back cover!
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"RageBoy: Giving being fucking nuts a good name since 1985."
~D. Weinberger
28 October 2004
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More of Chris Locke's photos |
Until a minute ago, I had no photos. I still have no photos to speak of.
I don't even have a camera. But all these people were linking to "my photos."
It was embarassing. It's still embarassing. But I'm used to that.
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what I'm listening to...
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