Part Of My Mind Is Working On

If I Was Writing About An Academic Or A More Difficult Person, I Would Use The Latinate Vocabulary More, But I Do Think Anglo-saxon Is The Language Of Emotion.

Part Of My Mind Is Working On How To End The Thing While I'm Going On. You Need At Least Two Brains To Write.

I Think A Lot Of What Goes Into Writing Can Be Taught - Not Mixing Metaphors, Etc.

The Moment When A Limit Is Reached, When There Is Nothing Ahead But Darkness: Something Comes In To Help That Is Not Real. Another Way All This Is Like Madness: A Mad Person Not Helped Out Of His Trouble By Anything Real Begins To Trust What Is Not Real Because It Helps Him And He Needs It Because Real Things Continue Not To Help Him.

Maybe The Truth Does Not Matter, But I Want To Know It If Only So That I Can Come To Some Conclusions About Such Questions As: Whether He Is Angry With Me Or Not; If He Is, Then How Angry; Whether He Still Loves Me Or Not; If He Does, Then How Much; Whether He Loves Me Or Not; How Much; How Capable He Is Of Deceiving Me In The Act And After The Act In The Telling.