Too distracted this week by gunshots, to work on Novel.
So I am editing instead pieces I wrote from before.
Changing titles on my site… From Philosophy to What? A more generalized form…because though the philosophy is part of the interrogation, its basic structural integrity is language driven, poetically refined.
Covers same territories over and over, digging down on levels of language. As I expunge the horror, loop around it, find its temptations, free the tongue to its tremors, capricious humor and curiosities.
Some of the rhymes — used to shock me.
Eventually just had to accept that - that is what language is for me.
Going back to look at essays after they get clicked and finding that they surprise me. They have pictorial rigor coming out of the poetic conundrum.
My book of essay.
What to call it. How kick the excremental habit? For titles, it has a perverse hold on me.
I dont want to be rid of it? Why does it make me think of Sorry Samurai. Pleasure of pissing when drunk with it! Excrementally strung out at a level of primitive simplicity, that laughs and cries at pleasure or anguish.
SIMPLIFY SIMPLIFY.
A Fix
The essays are a mix. I think this one is pretty near ready to go.
Teaching oneself to edit.
I have a core of people I have read that influenced me, and I think about how and what and why with respect to that, all the time — and say to myself: Yes.