By Margery Hannah
And so it’s stated in the first page of Richard Hugo’s The Triggering Town: Lectures and Essays on Poetry and Writing, the most important arguments are within. Great; in this I’m well versed. It’s been the substance of procrastination for many a day and it’s the general recipe of chaos versus control. Aren’t poets known for requiring long walks in the park to watch squirrels?
Though currently growing my hair long, during bouts of unproductivity I’ve in the past obsessively snipped my hair, each cut piece representing a sort of burial of an old part of me Like other internet-accessing humans, I’ve Googled, watched hour long vlogs, procrastinating in the hopes of triggering some great epiphany relevant to writing the next Great American Novel.
But for a decade I’ve waited with my matter and the big bang just hasn’t happened. Pressure is supposed to help the process (ala control) but instead all these particles float aimlessly over my head, unreachable.
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