Proust: ‘Procrastination’ (u no its all b.s.) Remembrance of Things Pass #146

PROCRASTINATION (U NO ITS ALL B.S.)

“Had I been less firmly resolved upon settling down definitively to work, I should perhaps have made an effort to begin at once. But since my resolution was explicit, since within twenty-four hours, in the empty frame of the following day where everything was so well-arranged because I myself was not yet in it, my good intention would be realized without difficulty, it was better not to start on an evening when I felt ill-prepared. The following days were not, alas, to prove more propitious. But I was reasonable. It would have been puerile, on the part of one who had waited now for years, not to put up with a postponement of two or three days. Confident that by the day after tomorrow I should have written several pages, I said not a word more to my parents of my decision; I preferred to remain patient and then to bring to a convinced and comforted grandmother a sample of work that was already under way. Unfortunately the next day was not that vast, extraneous expanse of time to which I had feverishly looked forward. When it drew to a close, my laziness and my painful struggle to overcome certain internal obstacles had simply lasted twenty-four hours longer. And at the end of several days, my plans not having matured, I had no longer the same hope that they would be realized at once, and hence no longer the heart to subordinate everything else to their realization: I began once again to keep late hours…” ― Marcel Proust

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Sylvia’s Death | a poem

SYLVIA’S DEATH
For Sylvia Plath

O Sylvia, Sylvia,
with a dead box of stones and spoons

with two children, two meteors
wandering loose in the tiny playroom

with your mouth into the sheet,
into the roofbeam, into the dumb prayer

(O Sylvia, Sylvia,
where did you go
after you wrote me
from Devonshire
about raising potatoes
and keeping bees?)

what did you stand by,
just how did you lie down into?

Thief!—
how did you crawl into,

crawl down alone
into the death I wanted so badly and for so long,

the death we said we both outgrew,
the one we wore on our skinny breasts,

By Anne Sexton

Anne Sexton

Toke For Sanity & Peace | Happy 420

FREE THE LEAF 4/20

Free All Those Incarcerated For Marijuana Arrests Of Which The MAJORITY Are Black Hispanic And People Of Color. With Few Exceptions White People Have Had The Privilege Of  Using Cannabis Without Legal Consequences. Stop Treating Everyone Who Uses Marijuana/Cannabis As CRIMINALS. We Are Not Now And Never Were! j.k

Field of Green

David Lynch In Four Movements | a short film | Haiku Review

Haiku Review

After watching the short film David Lynch In Four Movements . If you like to write a HAIKU REVIEW – leave Haiku in the Comment section of this post or your own . Express the views you feel about the ‘Moveable Painting’ …

A new short will appear on Fridays so feel the Muse when it happens.

One of the ways to write Haiku is using the 5-7-5 syllable combination . often writing one or more verses. It is an option . not a rule. Enjoy the fun and creativity of 1st) viewing the short film . 2nd) looking for your Haiku and creating it 3rd) sharing it if you so desire.

Here’s to the Haiku Review Challenge
Cheers! – j.kiley

TRANSCEND
by j.kiley

Surreal his mind
Reality is blinding
A character grows

Multiple world views
Story telling bouncing out
Strange . acceptable

© j.kiley 2018
Haiku Couplet

Best Viewing Experience Open Video Full Screen

David Lynch in Four Movements 2018 Edition | Richard Vezina

Rate . . . PG
Genre . . . Tribute to David Lynch . Twin Peaks . Laura Palmer . Surreal . Film Art
Length . . . 19m 58s

This tribute/mashup to David Lynch was created in 2005 and shown initially in 2011. The 2018 edition is a new HD version that includes season 3 of Twin Peaks.

Music : Angelo Badalamenti/David Lynch : Questions In A World Of Blue, The Pink Room, Into The Night, Mysteries of Love

Vocal : Julee Cruise

Films: Inland Empire, Mulholland Dr., The Straight Story, Lost Highway, Fire Walk with Me, Twin Peaks, Wild at Heart, Blue Velvet, Dune, The Elephant Man, Eraserhead, The Grandmother, The Alphabet

John Gardner | On Becoming a Novelist | #20

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“It is the importance of this quality of generosity in fiction that requires a measure of childishness in the writer. People who have strong mental focus and a sense of purpose in their lives, people who have respect for all that grownups generally respect (earning a good living, the flag, the school system, those who are richer than oneself, those who are beloved and famous, such as movie stars), are unlikely ever to make it through the many revisions it takes to tell a story beautifully, without visible tricks, nor would they be able to tolerate the fame and fortune of those who tell stories stupidly, with hundreds of tricks, all of them old and boring to the discriminating mind. First, with his stubborn churlishness the good writer scoffs at what the grownups are praising, then, with his childish forgetfulness and indifference to what sensible people think, he goes back to his foolish pastime, the making of real art.” ― John Gardner, On Becoming a Novelist

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John Gardner (1933–1982) was born in Batavia, New York. His critically acclaimed books include the novels Grendel, The Sunlight Dialogues, and October Light, for which he received the National Book Critics Circle Award, as well as several works of nonfiction and criticism . including . On Becoming a Novelist. He was also a professor of medieval literature and a pioneering creative writing teacher whose students included Raymond Carver and Charles Johnson. When I worked at Bennington College in Southern VT I would often see him walking across the campus during the Summer Writing Workshops. Or when his white hair was flowing as he rode his beloved motorcycle on campus or away. – j.kiley