I really appreciated your article on Chat GPT. I’m thinking about it a lot as a writer and writing teacher, and I swing between hope and despair over how it will change the literary world.
Nervous about moving because the legs can't move; the nerves are wracked and the muscles spasm around the spine and I sit here, stagnant and stultifying, wringing my hands and thinking about crossing that road but not making it on the other side; a speeding car tossing my spastic body in the air. Perhaps then the pain will end.
Hi Nina! This sentence is one of the best I’ve read at describing a state of mind. (It describes it and portrays it.)
I was listening to “All Of It” from WNYC last night which included a fascinating interview with Hozier (whose birthday occurred yesterday) about his new music. He has the temerity to include a rendition of Samuel Beckett’s Not I on his upcoming EP! Which sent me down a fantastic Beckett rabbit hole, listening to a reading about his attempts to portray naked consciousness. The fun thing is, consciousness (and self-consciousness) can be portrayed in so many ways!
Nervous about moving because the legs can't move; the nerves are wracked and the muscles spasm around the spine and I sit here, stagnant and stultifying, wringing my hands and thinking about crossing that road but not making it on the other side; a speeding car tossing my spastic body in the air. Perhaps then the pain will end.
The Anxious Hand-Wringing Sentence
I really appreciated your article on Chat GPT. I’m thinking about it a lot as a writer and writing teacher, and I swing between hope and despair over how it will change the literary world.
Nervous about moving because the legs can't move; the nerves are wracked and the muscles spasm around the spine and I sit here, stagnant and stultifying, wringing my hands and thinking about crossing that road but not making it on the other side; a speeding car tossing my spastic body in the air. Perhaps then the pain will end.
Hi Nina! This sentence is one of the best I’ve read at describing a state of mind. (It describes it and portrays it.)
I was listening to “All Of It” from WNYC last night which included a fascinating interview with Hozier (whose birthday occurred yesterday) about his new music. He has the temerity to include a rendition of Samuel Beckett’s Not I on his upcoming EP! Which sent me down a fantastic Beckett rabbit hole, listening to a reading about his attempts to portray naked consciousness. The fun thing is, consciousness (and self-consciousness) can be portrayed in so many ways!
Thank you so much!!
Nervous about moving because the legs can't move; the nerves are wracked and the muscles spasm around the spine and I sit here, stagnant and stultifying, wringing my hands and thinking about crossing that road but not making it on the other side; a speeding car tossing my spastic body in the air. Perhaps then the pain will end.