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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. 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