Sunday, July 10, 2011

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

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