Wrote. Ate a bowl of Kix.
Woke the historian and climbed back in bed at 7.
Awoke three and a half hours later.
Cleared my head, got dressed, ran some errands.
Wrote some more.
Asked myself this question: What connects grief and the will?
Made red lentil soup. Laundered. Waited for the historian to get home. Walked Bruiser.
The Jazz beat Indiana.
That is all.
So who is winning the battle for the music in your head--requiems or The Hold Steady? My money is on the Faure.ReplyDelete
I want to know what you came up with: what is, then, the connection between will and grief? I'm genuinely curious. Of course that means you'd have to reply to my comment which you don't do so I guess I'm screwed :)ReplyDelete
Oh no, I have responded to a comment of yours, ci, but you missed it!ReplyDelete
Here is my tentative answer, via Jonathan Edwards (from _Freedom of the Will_): " in every act of refusal, the mind chooses the absence of the thing refused . . . " That's what I'm working with, anyway.
I also want to know what you came up with. Perhaps a new post today will enlighten us. Grief is so out of control and will pretends so hard toward control. Very interesting.ReplyDelete
My interests are more practical. What did you get tickets to?ReplyDelete
Sounds like a perfect day, actually.ReplyDelete
I also bought Sundance tickets in an effort to re-connect with film. And also to make myself get out of my damn house. We're seeing ADAM and BIG FAN.