winter 2026

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Authoriality of ordinary days doesn’t grant immunity from short illness, but it’s good for soon being “on the mend,” a doctor says to me.

So, I’m “on the road again” (Willie Nelson) of literary venturing—more post cards home, coming soon.

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Jan. 17 | What’s upcoming will be despite mainstream views that literary interest is useless for economic times.

Authorship of authoriality (self-differentiation through writing in speech, self-withholding in writing for an audience through an appropriate degree of candor, etc.); receptiveness as “reading” another person; writing the author of a silent text: Is it perceptive, creative, projective? Is it some weird mirror of one’s capability, preference, self-begetting?—all of this is happening in non-“literary” life. Literary sensibility can be like the silence of a psychoanalyst who is yet unknown to be an analyst (which easily causes another person to clam up, as if the analyst doesn’t have an ordinary life); or a priest yet unknown to be that; or a professor who doesn’t flaunt it in conversation.

“What are they hiding?”

Just being with “you” mutually can seem duplicitous.

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purposive rationality

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Being pretty old has given me confidence that I’ve lived a good life—not to be much remembered, I guess, but who is?

Narrative traces can leave a mark on Earth worth another’s time—not like stone, but better than unseen flowers.

Anyway, sentimentality doesn’t work.

Love your ownmost work, at best responding to resplendent horizonal appeals of Purpose.