- Margot Kahn
'I am committed to never retiring from being myself.'
- Borrowed from someone, in a meeting
The border is the blood clot in the river’s vein.
The border is a handshake that becomes a squeezing contest.
-Alberto Ríos
from “The Border: A Double Sonnet” (2015)
#everynightapoem
The border is the blood clot in the river’s vein.
The border is a handshake that becomes a squeezing contest.
-Alberto Ríos
from “The Border: A Double Sonnet” (2015)
#everynightapoem
Dogs again.
'You had a child but actually what you needed was a dog, something that would love you & obey you but would never say a word, because the thing about a dog...is that no matter what you do o it, it will never ever be able to talk back.' Thinking of poor Lilli et al.
Dogs again.
'You had a child but actually what you needed was a dog, something that would love you & obey you but would never say a word, because the thing about a dog...is that no matter what you do o it, it will never ever be able to talk back.' Thinking of poor Lilli et al.
—— Cees Nooteboom, Rituals (tr. Adrienne Dixon)
#sundaysentence
—— Cees Nooteboom, Rituals (tr. Adrienne Dixon)
#sundaysentence
Outline was built around a writing course, and now it seems Transit has a key moment if not a central plot element of a writing festival. Another regular device for Cusk? Just like housebuilders have recognisable layouts, maybe Cusk has common elements in her narratives.
Outline was built around a writing course, and now it seems Transit has a key moment if not a central plot element of a writing festival. Another regular device for Cusk? Just like housebuilders have recognisable layouts, maybe Cusk has common elements in her narratives.
When the boy shatters the glass and shoots out through the doorway into the dark, I can't help of dogs gone by, eg Lilli and Trixie. All three made a bid for freedom. It's becoming a (too?) familiar trope in Cusk's writing.
When the boy shatters the glass and shoots out through the doorway into the dark, I can't help of dogs gone by, eg Lilli and Trixie. All three made a bid for freedom. It's becoming a (too?) familiar trope in Cusk's writing.
'I said I'm a hairdresser...not a psychologist.'
Most of Cusk's major characters are budding psychologists, whatever their trade or profession may be.
What I find attractive about her world is that everyone, anyone can be philosophical and have psychological insight.
'I said I'm a hairdresser...not a psychologist.'
Most of Cusk's major characters are budding psychologists, whatever their trade or profession may be.
What I find attractive about her world is that everyone, anyone can be philosophical and have psychological insight.
Dale paints her hair strand by strand while he talks about the lines of coke neatly arranged on the table. No angles here. Perfect synchronicity of the inner story and the outer task.
Dale paints her hair strand by strand while he talks about the lines of coke neatly arranged on the table. No angles here. Perfect synchronicity of the inner story and the outer task.
'What's it called when you have one of those bloody great blinding flashes of insight that changes the way you look at things?' She is really unhelpful, doesn't share any of the words that spring to mind. Surely it's epiphany!
'What's it called when you have one of those bloody great blinding flashes of insight that changes the way you look at things?' She is really unhelpful, doesn't share any of the words that spring to mind. Surely it's epiphany!
I stopped going to hairdressers partly because I couldn't stand the conversation. What's your next holiday? What are you doing this weekend? Just like the writing icebreaker in Outline, the hairdresser conversation is unrealistically profound! Would I lived in Cusk's world.
I stopped going to hairdressers partly because I couldn't stand the conversation. What's your next holiday? What are you doing this weekend? Just like the writing icebreaker in Outline, the hairdresser conversation is unrealistically profound! Would I lived in Cusk's world.
Her point is true. 'the first thing people sometimes did with their freedom was to find another version of the thing that had imprisoned them.' If you're going round & round through the revolving door, you're not free, you're stuck in a pleasure-pain cycle.
Her point is true. 'the first thing people sometimes did with their freedom was to find another version of the thing that had imprisoned them.' If you're going round & round through the revolving door, you're not free, you're stuck in a pleasure-pain cycle.
Dale says the party life 'is basically repetitive. It doesn't get you anywhere & it isn't meant to, because what it represents is freedom...And to stay free...you have to reject change.' Hmmm...That kind of life is yet another enslavement, addiction. Freedom embraces change.
Dale says the party life 'is basically repetitive. It doesn't get you anywhere & it isn't meant to, because what it represents is freedom...And to stay free...you have to reject change.' Hmmm...That kind of life is yet another enslavement, addiction. Freedom embraces change.
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'Even if it's not what you naturally are, he said, I think you'll look more real than way.'
More real than nature intended or more real than other artificial options?
I'll choose natural over looking more real artificially, any day!
'Even if it's not what you naturally are, he said, I think you'll look more real than way.'
More real than nature intended or more real than other artificial options?
I'll choose natural over looking more real artificially, any day!
'What's so terrible about looking like what you are?'
I didn't know...but it was obviously somethingn a lot of people feared.
Go for it, Dale, & you'll go right out of business. You should be a therapist not a hairdresser. Is Transit about people who are in the wrong jobs?!
'What's so terrible about looking like what you are?'
I didn't know...but it was obviously somethingn a lot of people feared.
Go for it, Dale, & you'll go right out of business. You should be a therapist not a hairdresser. Is Transit about people who are in the wrong jobs?!
'We're talking about your natural authority'.
Love it - grey hair is indeed a sign of natural authority and sagedom. People chase youth, what they are no longer, a false authority.
'We're talking about your natural authority'.
Love it - grey hair is indeed a sign of natural authority and sagedom. People chase youth, what they are no longer, a false authority.
'In fact, where hair was concerned,,,the fake generally seemed to be more real than the real: so long as what they saw in the mirror wasn't the product of nature, it didn't seem to matter to most people'
Inditement of our world. So glad to live in the countryside.
'In fact, where hair was concerned,,,the fake generally seemed to be more real than the real: so long as what they saw in the mirror wasn't the product of nature, it didn't seem to matter to most people'
Inditement of our world. So glad to live in the countryside.
At Finch Foundry in Devon, blacksmiths will gather to show their skills and complete in the annual snail race. Not what you might immediately think of, the race is to create an iron snail sculpture!
📷 Mel Peters
At Finch Foundry in Devon, blacksmiths will gather to show their skills and complete in the annual snail race. Not what you might immediately think of, the race is to create an iron snail sculpture!
📷 Mel Peters
Here we go:
'Cusk herself described the process of designing the house to writing...'
lithub.com/rachel-cusks...
Here we go:
'Cusk herself described the process of designing the house to writing...'
lithub.com/rachel-cusks...
Builders, writers, therapists, others? barely having energy to look after themselves if they let themselves be consumed by their work.
'I imagine living somewhere completely blank... where all the angles are straight & the corners squared'
Is Cusk's writing angles or squared?
Builders, writers, therapists, others? barely having energy to look after themselves if they let themselves be consumed by their work.
'I imagine living somewhere completely blank... where all the angles are straight & the corners squared'
Is Cusk's writing angles or squared?
A writer like a builder, 'the instrument of their [characters'? readers'?]desire while remaining the guardian of possibility'
Nice turn of phrase.
A writer like a builder, 'the instrument of their [characters'? readers'?]desire while remaining the guardian of possibility'
Nice turn of phrase.
'In a way, he went on..., he felt his clients sometimes forgot that he was a person: instead he became, in a sense, an extension of their own will. Often they would start asking him to do things...' [including dog walking!]
How a writer feels about her characters, like a servant?
'In a way, he went on..., he felt his clients sometimes forgot that he was a person: instead he became, in a sense, an extension of their own will. Often they would start asking him to do things...' [including dog walking!]
How a writer feels about her characters, like a servant?
So builders and writers have at least two things in common - they are both constructing (edifices and stories) and they both see people without their seeing being notices.
'I said it must be interesting to be able to see people without them seeing you.'
So builders and writers have at least two things in common - they are both constructing (edifices and stories) and they both see people without their seeing being notices.
'I said it must be interesting to be able to see people without them seeing you.'
'It seemed so strange that these two extremes - the repellent and the idyllic, death and life - could stand only a few feet apart and remain mutually untransformed.'
This makes me think of 'mixed-tenure housing' & 'poor doors'. The neighbourhood the narrator is in is in transit.
'It seemed so strange that these two extremes - the repellent and the idyllic, death and life - could stand only a few feet apart and remain mutually untransformed.'
This makes me think of 'mixed-tenure housing' & 'poor doors'. The neighbourhood the narrator is in is in transit.