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Miércoles, 26 de Marzo de 2003
| 10:03:09 PM | |
Being bereft of writing ideas at the moment, I look towards my fellow Salon bloggers for methods they use to cope with such a situation: there's the "play my greatest hits" method, the "observe, criticize and regurgitate" one, and the "rant, rant, rant!" one. However, I'd like to avoid repeating myself (or others), so instead I look towards the greatest blogsphere and find Ian Williams considering the use of blogrolls and, not having one of his own, listing "only a few of my favorite online diaries... to keep this great circle of cyberlove spinning."
Not having a blogroll of my own, this feels like the moment to return the favor to those who do have one and have been kind enough to include me in it; consider this list, then, as a kind of mutual admiration society: they've scratched my back, so the least I can do is scratch theirs.
Driver 8's Mutual Admiration Society
How to Save the World Scott Rosenberg's Links & Comment the reverse cowgirl's blog She's Actual Size, Nationwide, Believe Global Suburb The Agora Reflections Flash in the Pan Playing with my food, and other things... eric.weblogs.com Radio Free Blogistan MyIrony.com Second p0st commentary by miss feva Andrew Bayer Is Dreaming of China
Blogrolls I'm honored to have been dropped from hint, hint!
different strings The Raven No Code
The Mutual Admiration Society was located using Philip Pearson's Blogging Ecosystem
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| 9:28:01 AM | |
Every time I've read about Norman Mailer's latest book, The Spooky Art, I've seen these words from Mailer over and over again:
Over the years, I've found one rule... If you tell yourself you are going to be at your desk tomorrow, you are by that declaration asking your unconscious to prepare the material. You are, in effect, contracting to pick up such valuables at a given time. Count on me, you are saying to a few forces below: I will be there to write. The point is that you have to maintain trustworthy relations.
Somewhere else I've read he provides a corollary to the effect that if you skip your appointments with your writerly unconscious, it will simply stop showing up, too.
Since my own muse's schedule never seems to coincide with my own, I wonder what it takes to bring us together to work?
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