Experiments in the Art of Mastering None
I don’t want to write a post that begins with, “I know I haven’t been posting as much substantive material as I’d like lately, but I’ve been BUSY, and…” But that is exactly what I am doing. I’m sorry. The truth is, I’ve been working a lot, doing some traveling (I am on the road … Continue reading Self-Fashioning: An Introduction and a Pause
I don’t know how many people practice autodidacticism, or self-education, or even if the notion of acting as one’s own teacher has widespread appeal. I do know that for some of us, though, it comes quite naturally and seems to be born of the need to satisfy a never-ending curiosity. Self-teaching is akin to breathing … Continue reading On Being Your Own Teacher
After having been bogged down last week by a frenetic work schedule (not to mention the additional passing of a much-dreaded birthday, which may or may not have contributed to the current quest for “meaning”), I am grateful to be able to dedicate my time during this long Labor Day weekend to decidedly more forward-looking … Continue reading On Feeling Like a Woman
As I reflect on the material contained in my last several posts, Miss Cherry excluded, I find myself observing a number of interesting shifts in my perspective on this blogging project, especially over the course of the last month. What began as a rather rudimentary and unfettered attempt to apply bits of psychological theory to … Continue reading Re-Arrangements
“Art is the proper task of life.” – Nietzsche Having just returned stateside from a week-long vacation during which I did remarkably little writing—and no blogging—my brain is teeming with ideas. For the last three days, I have been seized by a frenzied urgency to get something out. And yet, I couldn’t place my finger … Continue reading On Being a Work of Art
It may be said that our erotic lives are comprised of the many expressions of our sexual imagination, or, put differently, that eroticism is sexuality transformed by the imagination, sublimated and refined for social consumption. I don’t think that definition is wrong. In fact, I think it’s pretty much right, however incomplete. When we think … Continue reading On the Eroticism of Everyday Life
I began composing the following lines as an introduction to a (now forthcoming) post titled, “On the Eroticism of Everyday Life.” As I wrote it, the section seemed to take on a life of its own and, in its entirety, appears more like a preface to a much larger work than the introduction to a blog … Continue reading The Used Life: An Experiment in Making Meaning
