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Minding My Own Mind

Wednesday, February 1

Seeing 2 workshop professors sifting through scripts at a coffee shop

What is the point of writing (now)? To produce a commodity? Writing and its product was not a commodity not too long ago; relatively speaking, the printing press + industrial revolution: in relation to the word, and reading in society and publishing houses (newspapers, mags, novels, non-fictions, Broadway, Hollywood, talking about talking about talking about intellectual communities depicted sitcom) are babies, but the circumstance, in (institutional) writing now. Are we getting confused, but no one's asking? Just writing into filters after filters and institutionalized? To be used--by professors, by happiness superficial praise, of "goodness" (and therefore badness), of MFA machines that operate like banks, by disconnections to life lived it's processed like American cheese (but it tastes good, I love it on my sandwiches)? What's it all for? What of writing for people to read, now, and down the line, free of institutions, especially those based on currencies seperate from pure imaginative expression.

From thinking to thinking is all that it's really meant for, at it's most humanistically powerful: Many things are clouding this, and there is a euphoric confusion. When you're older, you'll realize. Or, you won't; and that's the pop life.

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