stoner

“He found his release and fulfilment in the classes in which he himself was a student. There he was able to recapture the sense of discovery he had felt that first day, when Archer Sloane had spoken to him in class and he had, in an instant, become someone other than who he had been. As his mind engaged itself with its subject, as it grappled with the power of the literature he studied and tried to understand its nature, he was aware of a constant change within himself; and as he was aware of that, he moved outward from himself into the world which contained him, so that he knew that the poem of Milton’s that he read or the essay of Bacon’s or the drama of Ben Jonson’s changed the world which was its subject, and changed it because of its dependence upon it.”

‘Stoner’ by John Williams

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rod man’s nightmare…

I feel frustrated, I feel thick, I just can’t see, nothing’s clear, the dark night of the soul, there’s something I just don’t see, I don’t get it, waiting for a flash of insight, can’t quite hold it in my mind, I’ve forgotten what I’m doing, can’t see a way forward, feel like going back to the beginning, puff and blow, I’ll write down what I do know…again, maybe I’ll sleep on it…you get the picture…

THIS IS NORMAL WHEN YOU ARE EXPLORING UNKNOWN TERRITORY

UNLESS YOU’RE LUCKY