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Saturday, February 19, 2005 doubt and dissociation I'm putting this here so I won't forget it. Public notes being somehow easier to find. I guess I mean by that: easier to take. In all variations of the semantics. The quotes below are from an interview with Carol Gilligan, author of The Birth of Pleasure. She writes about voice. I wrote about reading the book back in... 2002, I thought, but now I can't find it. (I found this though.) I was in a lot of pain. So simple to say that now. So difficult then. I wasn't even sure what the words meant, whether I was really following the thread of what she was saying, but I know how it felt to read The Birth of Pleasure. It made the pain much worse at moments, but it mostly made the pain feel as if it made some sort of sense. I couldn't tell you today what sense that was. What it might mean in some descriptive taxonomy of the heart. Only that it did have to do with the heart, and with love, and that these were important. Past tense or present, precious beyond reckoning. Then as now, I like her face."The danger, for me, lies in starting to doubt my own writing. Virginia Woolf writes about this danger for women writers, when the infection enters the sentence and you begin within your sentences to double-think yourself in anticipation of not being heard. 7:24 PM | link | |
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