Dennis Hollingsworth

Admin: Smurfin'

That last post, "Whew"...

There's a recurrent question as to where the line should be drawn between public and private life in the blog.

The first thing is common sense: the level of confession should be controlled out of respect either for yourself and others if the phrase "too much information" means anything. You have to upload as many decent ideas as possible. There is the test of whether these captured butterflies can become a story or an essay or a notation of a moment of clarity or stuff that catches your eye. And then there's the test of some kind of intuited sense of an index pointing toward art ...the pole of this being a bone of contention among us... but compasses go wanky the closer you get at the poles so I hear. That's the beauty of it all.

But what do you do with scraps like this?:

Featherweight

Saturday:
-Mojito
-cup of wine
-cup of wine
-glass of wine
-glass of wine
-tequila shot

Sunday:
-destroyed.
-misery.

That's just the way it is.
Metabolic equilibrium can be so precious sometimes.

turn to the darkness, away from G-d
to see what you could see
the extemities can only be visited
spelunking

etc., etc.

Not an essay, not a note.
A crumpled piece of paper all smoothed out.