Analogous to nervous cluelessness is something we might call “anxious gatekeeping.” This is desire to police the borders of poetry, or of...
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
I was stuck this morning so I wrote this. I used 25 minutes to write everything I knew (or could articulate in that time) about a particular section of a work of literature. It is not part of a chapter of my book, but it is tangentially related to it. I'm sure the work has not been wasted.