Sometimes, I am truly mystified…

…by the natures of those who choose to follow my site.  It seems counterintuitive.  Once I see what they do, or write, I wonder:  how can they possible find anything of little enough value here to follow.  I write “little enough” and not “great enough” because I have, at certain times, an upside-down feeling when I visit certain sites.  As though everything that is right is called by the name “wrong;” and everything that is wrong is called by the name “right.”  What could such a man, living in such a world, possibly see in any world of mine? Continue reading

The Job That Doesn’t Exist | mishaburnett

Courage man! Just keep writing. Read what Anais Nin said about the subject. I think her words are far more elegant than my memory will paraphrase, however. In essence both these methods will “work.” The first, you write for others. Keep writing for them, and you will eventually find a market. The second, which dear Anais, thought better to follow herself, just write. Write for yourself. Keep writing. Publish yourself. Eventually people will come to you. But you must love to write more than anything else. By the time they come to you, you may not need them anymore, but still they will be welcome. The sound of opening doors is deafening. Anais wrote for decades. before any but a few knew of her work. Decades. Not years. Continue reading

I cannot get through…

…although I’ve worked on it, and thought it over for so long, the Xerex series without weeping.  I had been engaged in some tagging entries.  I decided to tag the series in such a way that it can be called up solely with one link.

Still, it is impossible for me to detach myself fully from these six sonnets.  They, the story of the myriad ways in which I’ve longed for my dearest love, are in every way inexorably entwined.

Once, upon a time there existed the possibility, perhaps the certainty, wherein the pages of one’s diary would be stained with tears; however these tears now fall upon one’s keyboard at best, and do not leave a visible mark upon one’s words.

In a few days will repost a sequence…

…which was and is essentially the catalyst to the Shakespeare project in that the insight I gained in writing these nine sonnets caused me to understand Will Shakespeare’s 154 sonnets in a way in which I could not have done had I not written these.  I have posted a link to this sequence to the right.  See the link entitled “Notes to Myself,” which I have also included here for convenience.

Light at the end of the tunnel!!

If you still see the space in the list, beginning with “the 101″…  which is still present as of October, 2013…

If you look toward the right column wherein I have posted links to sequences, unless by the time you have read this, my work therein has been completed, you will see within the link category named “sequences,” a space.  Of course all the link categories to the right are involving sequences, apart from the default links, the calendar, recent posts, etc.  In any case, as of this writing you will still see a space after which you will see a link for “the 101.”

This space marks the division between my previous method of linking (using menu widgets) and my new method (involving link widgets.)  The new method allows me to easily move a link from “sequences” to, for example “featured” or some other heading simply by editing the link in question and changing the category to which it belongs.  This is a great labour-saving system, but it has been a very long process, as I have set about reworking some aspects of the site.

What has inspired this post is simply that I have noticed that the list of old links is growing small!  At first It felt as though it would never be completed.  The list of sequence seemed to have grown so large, you see; and I hadn’t really taken a good look at it until just this morning.  Only a scant handful of sequence left (plus possibly a few short sequences to which I hadn’t provided links before–I have, in fact, encountered a few of those here and there as I have been going over things)

It is a good feeling to see that ones work is progressing, even when the work in question is simple “scut work,” as our beloved combat engineer might term it.   For so very long the list after the vexing break and beginning with “the 101” has been much longer than the list of finished links; or so I thought.  Apparently, it has been of junior length for a long while now, and, all the while, escaping my notice.

In any case, here it is almost finished and I hadn’t even noticed the progress I had been making.  It just seemed like a long, long, task that would never come to an end.