It is indeed a deranged kind of feat of endurance, but also a dark wondrous magic that one needs in order to stay human in this world of voids. I say we carry on.
This sleep amnesia reminds me of Anne Carson talking about life “from the sleep side” in one of the essays (every exit is an entrance maybe?) in Decreation - always such a strange, interesting state to think about imo
I am going through exactly the same thing. Stubbornly wanting to finish a first draft that I know I will want to rewrite almost completely. I stopped for a while because this story needed me to step back and look a bit closer yet I am filling my time with other things including writing on this platform. The only thing I can do is trust that I will be called to it again, hopefully soon.
It is indeed a deranged kind of feat of endurance, but also a dark wondrous magic that one needs in order to stay human in this world of voids. I say we carry on.
This sleep amnesia reminds me of Anne Carson talking about life “from the sleep side” in one of the essays (every exit is an entrance maybe?) in Decreation - always such a strange, interesting state to think about imo
I am going through exactly the same thing. Stubbornly wanting to finish a first draft that I know I will want to rewrite almost completely. I stopped for a while because this story needed me to step back and look a bit closer yet I am filling my time with other things including writing on this platform. The only thing I can do is trust that I will be called to it again, hopefully soon.
Locked in to these gorgeous words!!!!