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“Mourning Without Empathy Leads To Madness.” — Winicott
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I have been away working on a new book of short stories dealing with the Holocaust. In part because it demands much more of me as a person and writer. I have to dig deeper into myself and I like digging into myself. It is not painful — it is, at times, enlightening or purposeful […]
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I Can’t Be The Only One
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Allow me to graze into this piece as it is 6:44 AM here in Green Valley. It is first light in the sky. Rarely do I know what I will write about, letting my unconscious percolate until I feel compelled to say something. I always count on the unconscious because it is a felt-truth for me […]
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On Gruffworld — and the Floater
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I have just completed a light edit of the book in manuscript. It is at least 25 years old. It may never see the light of day, all 325 pages or so. it doesn’t work. It doesn’t fly. At the time I tried to bring together my learnings about psychoanalysis and my readings of Krishnamurti, […]
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On La Dolce Vita and the Floater in My Eye
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It was 1960 and I saw La Dolce Vita for the first time; it was the only movie in my experience in which patrons got up and left their rows. The movie was complex to my mind. I didn’t get it, nor did I understand that Fellini was educating us all in how to see […]