Why can't I write anything?

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Thersites said…
It doesn't matter what you write, you just have to write.

Write until the muse comes to you... because she won't approach you unless you're writing. ;)
nicrap said…
But why must you?
Because language is the "torture house of Being".

Throughout his own work, Lacan, in turn, modifies Heidegger’s motif of language as the house of being. Language is not man’s creation and instrument, it is man who “dwells” in language: “psychoanalysis should be the science of language inhabited by the subject.”5 Lacan’s “paranoiac” twist, his additional Freudian turn of the screw, comes from his characterization of this house as a torture-house: “in the light of the Freudian experience, man is a subject caught in and tortured by language.”6 Not only does man dwell in the “prison-house of language,” (the title of Fredric Jameson’s early book on structuralism), he dwells in a torture-house of language. The entire psychopathology deployed by Freud, from conversion-symptoms inscribed into the body, up to total psychotic breakdowns, are scars of this permanent torture, so many signs of an original and irremediable gap between subject and language, so many signs that man cannot ever be at home in his own home. - Slavoj Zizek, "Hegel vs. Heidegger"

...and we either express the results of this torture upon us, or we proceed to the ultimate passage a l'acte.
Jen said…
It doesn't matter what you write, you just have to write.

Write until the muse comes to you... because she won't approach you unless you're writing. ;)
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It's not that I sit here and try to write...and feel frustrated (although I've done that a thousand times).

Lately, it's that I cannot even formulate the thoughts inside my own head to describe my experience...to myself. What am I feeling? What do I want? Is there something wrong?

I said it this way to my eldest recently...my thoughts are like a tangled up ball of Christmas lights...with several of the bulbs burnt out. :p

I don't think there's anything seriously wrong with me. I think I'm a woman with three children, an unpredictable job, and a couple hobbies (more than hobbies) that I can't seem to make time for.

I'm frustrated that nothing seems to get my best...especially myself. I don't even get my best. I don't take good care of myself, and that pisses me off...
Jen said…
But why must you?

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Why must any of us express ourselves? Out of a need to understand ourselves, maybe? If I can put down the words that describe my experience, maybe I can comb them out and see them more clearly...and...just that.
Jen said…
Because language is the "torture house of Being".

Throughout his own work, Lacan, in turn, modifies Heidegger’s motif of language as the house of being. Language is not man’s creation and instrument, it is man who “dwells” in language: “psychoanalysis should be the science of language inhabited by the subject.”5 Lacan’s “paranoiac” twist, his additional Freudian turn of the screw, comes from his characterization of this house as a torture-house: “in the light of the Freudian experience, man is a subject caught in and tortured by language.”6 Not only does man dwell in the “prison-house of language,” (the title of Fredric Jameson’s early book on structuralism), he dwells in a torture-house of language. The entire psychopathology deployed by Freud, from conversion-symptoms inscribed into the body, up to total psychotic breakdowns, are scars of this permanent torture, so many signs of an original and irremediable gap between subject and language, so many signs that man cannot ever be at home in his own home. - Slavoj Zizek, "Hegel vs. Heidegger"

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THIS IS AMAZING. FJ, this makes perfect sense to me, so much that it is comforting and scary. This may just be the first thing that has made clear sense to me in months. :p

I"m not even joking.

My friend thinks I"m depressed. hell, i've come to think that a lot of it depends on how i see the events around me, and more importantly how i respond to them.

all these tiny traumas, every day. the tone in a family is largely set by the mother, unfortunately. sometimes i am not strong enough to be the woman i want to be. sometimes my leadership is survival. anyway, i won't go down that road. it's shitty.
Thersites said…
Personally, I can't wait until they implant a calculator in my head... and I discover that I no language-based thoughts... that I can only select numbers, hit the multiplication key, and contemplate the "result". I call it, "stuck in limbo." ;)
Thersites said…
...the "possibilities" are "infinite".
Ducky's here said…
Maybe it's not a matter of having nothing to say but a matter of having too much on your mind?

Meditation may help focus.
Jen said…
That's precisely part of the problem. Not only is there too much on my mind, but what is there looks like a cluttered old room with stacks of junk. I want to clear it out and identify things. As it is, I just feel the weight of all the junk, urgently demanding to be attended to. But when I can't identify it, how can I attend to it?
Ducky's here said…
Concentrate on the positive, Jen?
Jen said…
Thanks, Ducky.
I am trying.

We've had a weird few months. Our water heater ruptured in our attic and leaked all over, causing the ceiling to collapse in two bedrooms. So this is my introduction to dealing with homeowner's insurance claims. It's a crazy world.

I'm doing all the repainting myself, but had to hire a drywall guy to fix the ceiling. Next is the floors.
:D
Ducky's here said…
I feel guilty. I've only had to bow to the god Toro twice this winter and it looks calm for the rest of February.

Not a bad winter.

Your insured, look at the positive.
nicrap said…
The girl needs a kick in the shins (read seat of the pants). That's all.
nicrap said…
So in principle you agree that the girl needs a kick in the seat of the pants? :p

Also, i was hoping she would focus on the 'girl' part and forget the rest. ;)
Jen said…

Also, i was hoping she would focus on the 'girl' part and forget the rest. ;)
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Focus on the fact that I'm not a girl?

...because I'm not. :p

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