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hav is so, at least if one he thinks in these
sort of tidy economic pastiches. However, however, one goes on, and
works and does and does. And then, o well, I think my thought just ran
out of steam. But perhaps a comment in a blog has a kinship to a gloss
in an old manuscript and from there who knows what pursuits will come of
it?at I term
fiction blogs. You can see them in my blogger profile. It’s not word
press. I have especially enjoyed your come been reading your blog, a bit here and there, from time to time
for about a month. You are a very graceful writer and it’s a pleasure
read what you say. I am a poet from Canada with oodles of whabout Paradise Lost and The Waste Land and joined the
two of them together in a disjunctive brit here and there, from time to time
for about a month. You are a very graceful writer and it’s a pleasure
read what you say. I am a poet from Canada with oodles of whabout Paradise Lost and The Waste Land and joined the
two of them together in a disjunctive bridge persuading my readers that
a schizoanalytic approach would yield a different and better
understanding of those poems. What I wrote was very small compared the
gigantic area of study both of those works encompass.If I learned
anything about this business of writing and creating over the last years
of time it was that expression is always more and less (and not or), at
the same time than one thinks. It escapes us, and we don’t know what
our work is, nor where it lies, nor its use . One often hears it said
the creator or writer cannot be the ‘purser’ or the decider of the value
of a work. I believe this is so, at least if one he thinks in these
sort of tidy economic pastiches. However, however, one goes on, and
works and does and does. And then, o well, I think my thought just ran
out of steam. But perhaps a comment in a blog has a kinship to a gloss
in an old manuscript and from there who knows what pursuits will come of
it?at I term
fiction blogs. You can see them in my blogger profile. It’s not word
press. I have especially enjoyed your comments about Felix Guattari and
old professor Deleuze. As for writing books, it’s a strange business,
and I have not written the sort of book you are thinking about. I have
written poetry books, and been a performance artist. However, we are in
the midst of a great change over of forms of publishing at this time,
and perhaps one cannot ‘translate’ the one to the other. I find that I
write quite differently on blogs than I do ehizoanalytic approach would yield a different and better
understanding of those poems. What I wrote was very small compared the
gigantic area of study both of those works encompass.If I learned
anything about this business of writing and creating over the last years
of time it was that expression is always more and less (and not or), at
the same time than one thinks. It escapes us, and we don’t know what
our work is, nor where it lies, nor its uslsewhere. It stands to
reason doesn’t it? And one can ask, and should, what is writing anyhow? I
did a ph.d thesis about Paradise Lost and The Waste Land and joined the
two of them together in a disjunctive bridge persuading my readers that
a schizoanalytic approach would yield a different and better
understanding of those poems. What I wrote was very small compared the
gigantic area of study both of those works edge persuading my readers that
a schizoanalytic approach would yield a different and better
understanding of those poems. What I wrote was very small compared the
gigantic area of study both of those works encompass.If I learned
anything about this business of writing and creating over the last years
of time it was that expression is always more and less (and not or), at
the same time than one thinks. It escapes us, and we don’t know what
our work is, nor where it lies, nor its use . One often hears it said
the creator or writer cannot be the ‘purser’ or the decider of the value
of a work. I believe this is so, at least if one he thinks in these
sort of tidy economic pastiches. However, however, one goes on, and
works and does and does. And then, o well, I think my thought just ran
out of steam. But perhaps a comment in a blog has a kinshipto a gloss
in an old manuscript and from there who knows what pursuits will come of
it?at I term
fiction blogs. You can see them in my blogger profile. It’s not word
press. I have especially enjoyed your comments about Felix Guattari and
old professor Deleuze. As for writing books, it’s a strange business,
and I have not written the sort of book you are thinking about. I have
written poetry books, and been a performance artist. However, we are in
the midst of a great change over of forms of publishing at this time,
and perhaps one cannot ‘translate’ the one to the other. I find that I
write quite differently on blogs than I do elsewhere. It stands to
reason doesn’t it? And one can ask, and should, what is writing anyhow? I
did a ph.d thesis about Paradise Lost and The Waste Land and joined the
two of them together in a disjunctive bridge persuading my readers that
a schizoanalytic approach would yield a different and better
understanding of those poems. What I wrote was very small compared the
gigantic area of study both of those works encompass.If I learned
anything about this business of writing and creating over the last years
of time it was that expression is always more and less (and not or), at
the same time than one thinks. It escapes us, and we don’t know what
our work is, nor where it lies, nor its use . One often hears it said
the creator or writer cannot be the ‘purser’ or the decider of the value
of a work. I believe this is so, at least if one he thinks in these
sort of tidy economic pastiches. However, however, one goes on, and
works and does and does. And then, o well, I think my thought just ran
out of steam. But perhaps a comment in a blog has a kinship to a gloss
in an old manuscript and from there who knows what pursuits will come ohange over of forms of publishing at this time,
and perhaps one cannot ‘translate’ the one to the other. I find that I
write quite differently on blogs than I do elsewhere. It stands to
reason doesn’t it? And one can ask, and should, what is writing anyhow? I
did a ph.d thesis about Paradise Lost and The Waste Land and joined the
two of them together in a disjunctive bridge persuading my readers that
a schizoanalytic approach would yield a different and better
understanding of those poems. What I wrote was very small compared the
gigantic area of study both of those works encompass.If I learned
anything about this business of writing and creating ohose works encompass.If I learned
anything about this business of writing and creating over the last years
of time it was that expression is always more and less (and not or), at
the same time than one thinks. It escapes us, and we don’t know what
our work is, nor where it lies, nor its use . One often hears it said
the creator or writer cannot be the ‘purser’ or the decider of the value
of a work. I believe this is so, at least if od yield a different and better
understanding of those poems. What I wrote was very small compared the
gigantic area of study both of those works encompass.If I learned
anything about this business of writing and creating over the last years
of time it was that expression is always more and less (and not or), at
the same time than one thinks. It escapes us, and we don’t know what
our work is, nor where it lies, nor its use . One he thinks in these
sort of tidy economic pastiches. However, however, one goes on, and
works and does and does. And then, o well, I t