reading about Chuck Palahniuk, a profile of him in Poets&Writers. he was the one that wrote Fight Club, Survivor, and Invisible Monsters. it’s always inspiring to read about another writer rising up out of troubles and getting clearer through writing. it is not about publishing a damn thing, but the act of writing in the immediate moment, with no expectations. he says with more success, the harder it is to keep this vision. he now has to pretend he’s all alone, no one’s reading…
“we really have to make a conscious effort to step out of the culture in order to write anything new that reflects the culture.”
but I watch tv
segment of comfort
it is the after-work idea
this time I
took a walk
Matthew says to me
“it’s essential”
not “good idea” or…
it’s essential and
I took it to heart
a walk helps
clear a head of
problems you hold onto
making more of
what is there
disproportionate obstacles
many people showed up
at the party
the house offered plenty . . .
drive out and go
or stay in and
I say your life can
be pure
if you appreciate it
savor it
understand the small things
without a need for
absolute drunkenness
I know I babble on
but don’t care
I wish I could make some sense
but stop wishing
after a while
I accept multiple train wrecks
for who I am split up to be
bad news for your family to
sit down to.
“sometimes I shudder. I think, ‘oh my God, I let my mother read this.’ where, if I’d thought about that when I was writing, I never would have written it. I have to get to that place where I can’t be thinking about the people reading it.”
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