Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

listening to Moby, William Orbit, M.I.A.

while writing:

Space, M.I.A.
Be the One, Moby
A Seated Night, Moby
Optical Illusions, William Orbit

great sound, but so tired toward the end of the hour, half-dreaming as I typed, not sure the sentences made sense

Sunday, July 10, 2011

group process

yesterday's meeting was fantastic, incredibly blessed to be a part of such a cohesive, warm MI group

i think Miller (and maybe even Rogers) would approve

toward the automatic

an hour yesterday found to write between Zach, seeing friends, doctoral work

nice to have that respite, creating inhabitable space in language, quality of time changes, passes imperceptibly, breathing deepens images--but the writing was slow, too careful as though every word had to fit exactly

want to reach the automatic where i write as fast as i think, no inhibition--would mean sacrificing exactness

remember: always can go back