Abandon Text!

W. H. Auden once said: "Poems are not finished; they are abandoned." I have been abandoning writing projects for many years, since only the pressure of deadline and high expectations ever got me to finish, or even start, anything of merit. This blog is an attempt to create a more consistent, self-directed writing habit. Hopefully a direction and voice will emerge.

Monday, March 06, 2006

Death by Apathy

I'm sick. Like, really sick, fever, chills, hacking cough, sore all over. Yet none of that is more notiable than the overwhelming sense of apathy. The laptop sat balanced on my hip for about twenty minutes while I was curled up in a fetal ball, waiting for the energy to come to write ...and suddenly realizing it was never going to come.

We always imagine that when we're dying, we're going to be full of big thoughts, joys and regrets and new priorities revealed. Yet it is more likely that we will lie in bed, barely able to move, waiting for ourselves to reemerge from a cloud of pain, and the waiting never ends.


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