Expect a most agreeable letter, for not being overburdened with subject (having nothing at all to say), there shall be no
check to my genius from beginning to end.
--Jane Austen
how should another know your mind?
And there was a beautiful view
But nobody could see.
Cause everybody on the island
Was saying: Look at me! Look at me!
--Laurie Anderson
will he discern what quickens you?
Wednesday, April 14, 2010 @ 8:07 AM
I realise that I formulate violent notions a lot, something I find immensely disturbing.
We Need To Talk About Kevin by the brilliant Lionel Shriver made me think, and it kind of struck me that at this particular moment in time, I kind of fit her portrait of a psychopath to a tee.
Ouch. Not a pretty realisation.
Right. I didn't make CAP, and as shocking as it may come across to be, I'm not exactly devastated. I almost feel as if I owe Mr Ng an apology for not being as gutted as he was over the whole rejection issue.
I've become desenstitized.
And Lord?
I invite You to be the soul of my conscience once more.