These fragments I have shored against my ruins. -T.S. Eliot

These fragments I have shored against my ruins.  -T.S. Eliot
Showing posts with label Gerald Murnane. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gerald Murnane. Show all posts

Saturday, February 9, 2013

The map has been barely marked





















Driving takes hold of the left brain and then the right brain is 
 
freed—that’s what some writer friends and I have theorized. 
 
But I can’t always stop when I get an idea. It depends on the 
 
road— North Dakota, no traffic. When I’m driving on a very 
 
 
empty stretch of road I do write with one hand. It’s hardly 
 
legible, but still, you don’t want to have to stop every time.” 
 
 
-Louise Erdrich

Note: Yes.
Post Note: As unimpressed as I have been with Erdrich's writing (several attempts, half-finished readings, abandoned books bedside), this quote sings.

Image: Shoji Ueda, Winter 3
Title: Gerald Murnane, Inland

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Trying to Find the Door























    A map of the true part of you, reader, would show every place where you have been from your birthplace to the place where you sit now reading this page… And when every place where you have ever been on every day of your life has been marked on the map of the true part of you, why then, reader, the map has been barely marked. There are still to mark all those places you have dreamed of yourself seeing or remembering or dreaming about.
-Gerald Murnane, Inland
Image: Chad Wys, from the series The Critique of Gesture
Title: Nod to Adam Fuss