Challenges
May. 12th, 2003 09:18 pmI miss academia, if only for the challenge of writing. Without a deadline, I tend to push things further and further back until they no longer exist. I also don't focus as well when I'm not required to come up with writing topics. When I was going through one of my Rubbermaid storage bins, I came across some of the writings I've done both for schools and for work at GLBTSS. I miss writing academically, especially in queer studies and gender studies. I'm thankful for people like
noog and
transientdyke who have gotten my mind moving in the past. Currently,
lilith7879 has put out the idea of a collection of essays on being transgender and feminist, and my mind has started working again.
Earlier, Kelli posted an excerpt from SARK, whom I adore. Sorry, Kelli, but I'm stealing a chunk of it for reproduction. Forgive me. Love is messy, inconvenient, and often annoying. This is not spoken of enough. When you are single, it is tempting to gaze at couples longingly and wonder, "Why not me?" When you are part of a couple, sometimes you look at single people and wonder, "When can I do that again?" Being in Love is not better. It is different. This really affected me, not only because I have tremendous respect for SARK and her honesty and poignance, but because the timing of the post was impeccable. I try to think that I'm a level-headed, rational, intelligent person... but when it comes to love, I admit it, I'm a big doofus. When things are great, I tell myself that this is what makes the messy parts worth it. Heck, I even tell Jennifer to remind me, when I'm freaking out, about the things I've said when things are great. And then things get messy, and I stand there with that, "Why me?" attitude running through my head, and the thoughts of being single and how "stress free" they were. This is true in some ways, I suppose, but only because it's easier to deal with one variable (aka person) instead of two.
But you know what? I'm /not/ single. And sure, I have a choice, sort of, to /be/ single, but I tried that last summer and it really didn't work out well. I spent the summer kissing girls, but not enough to keep my mind off of her. I spent the summer meeting wonderful people who were cool to hang out with, while wanting to be with someone else. I spent the summer living out the single life I seem to be so enamored with but not feeling terribly enamored - especially when I got phone calls from the ocean. And so I'm /not/ single. I'm in Love. And being in Love is not better or worse than being single - it's just different, it just is. So the challenge, for me, is to stop thinking about better, and to just live my life and my Love.
With work, we can stay together and keep our separate identities. This is true. But it's been foolish of me to try to think of ways to keep the "perks" of being in Love with the "perks" of being single. Having a loving, warm body to curl up with when you have a nightmare also means that sometimes you have a burning up, ill body next to you who can't stop coughing, even at 4am. Having someone to come home to also means that you have someone at home sometimes when you want to be alone. Having an immediate companion when you want to run to a store or a restaurant also means that sometimes you can't spontaneously have people over or take off somewhere. But when you think of Love, you don't think of coughing or lack of personal space. Instead, you think of sunsets and soft music and candles. Why? Love isn't better. It is different.
I have read 17 books (that I managed to write down) so far this calendar year. That's not a lot. I need to read more books, to read different kinds of books, to spend more time reading. I'd like to read at least one book per week. I need to get my mind working again.
Challenges: write academically, Love realistically, read more. I'm a goal-oriented boy, this should work.
Soccer practice.
Earlier, Kelli posted an excerpt from SARK, whom I adore. Sorry, Kelli, but I'm stealing a chunk of it for reproduction. Forgive me. Love is messy, inconvenient, and often annoying. This is not spoken of enough. When you are single, it is tempting to gaze at couples longingly and wonder, "Why not me?" When you are part of a couple, sometimes you look at single people and wonder, "When can I do that again?" Being in Love is not better. It is different. This really affected me, not only because I have tremendous respect for SARK and her honesty and poignance, but because the timing of the post was impeccable. I try to think that I'm a level-headed, rational, intelligent person... but when it comes to love, I admit it, I'm a big doofus. When things are great, I tell myself that this is what makes the messy parts worth it. Heck, I even tell Jennifer to remind me, when I'm freaking out, about the things I've said when things are great. And then things get messy, and I stand there with that, "Why me?" attitude running through my head, and the thoughts of being single and how "stress free" they were. This is true in some ways, I suppose, but only because it's easier to deal with one variable (aka person) instead of two.
But you know what? I'm /not/ single. And sure, I have a choice, sort of, to /be/ single, but I tried that last summer and it really didn't work out well. I spent the summer kissing girls, but not enough to keep my mind off of her. I spent the summer meeting wonderful people who were cool to hang out with, while wanting to be with someone else. I spent the summer living out the single life I seem to be so enamored with but not feeling terribly enamored - especially when I got phone calls from the ocean. And so I'm /not/ single. I'm in Love. And being in Love is not better or worse than being single - it's just different, it just is. So the challenge, for me, is to stop thinking about better, and to just live my life and my Love.
With work, we can stay together and keep our separate identities. This is true. But it's been foolish of me to try to think of ways to keep the "perks" of being in Love with the "perks" of being single. Having a loving, warm body to curl up with when you have a nightmare also means that sometimes you have a burning up, ill body next to you who can't stop coughing, even at 4am. Having someone to come home to also means that you have someone at home sometimes when you want to be alone. Having an immediate companion when you want to run to a store or a restaurant also means that sometimes you can't spontaneously have people over or take off somewhere. But when you think of Love, you don't think of coughing or lack of personal space. Instead, you think of sunsets and soft music and candles. Why? Love isn't better. It is different.
I have read 17 books (that I managed to write down) so far this calendar year. That's not a lot. I need to read more books, to read different kinds of books, to spend more time reading. I'd like to read at least one book per week. I need to get my mind working again.
Challenges: write academically, Love realistically, read more. I'm a goal-oriented boy, this should work.
Soccer practice.
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Date: 2003-05-12 07:00 pm (UTC)That's how I feel as well - I've been reading Stephen King to get back into the habit of always having something to read, so hopefully it'll carry over into more, uh, intellectual books.
Perhaps we should start a book club of some type, pick a book that a group of us are interested in and read and discuss. I have a hard time reading feminist texts if I don't get the chance to discuss them; that's another reason I miss school so much. Reading isn't the same without group interaction, I like to hear what other people have to say.
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Date: 2003-05-12 07:31 pm (UTC)So I think a feminist/queer/etc. book group is a good idea. It might be hard for me to acquire books in Japan, but once I get back to the States, I'd like to be part of it. (Unless, of course, we start with books that I own but haven't read yet...)
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Date: 2003-05-13 06:22 am (UTC)Feh!
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Date: 2003-05-14 03:58 am (UTC)I come back June 30, and I have an extra LJ invite code. Shall we set up a book club community and start reading then?
(P.S.: I understand the slow reading thing. It takes me time sometimes, and I have to do reading for my thesis this summer so I can't necessarily read tons of books either. I'm all for spacing book discussions out.)
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Date: 2003-05-15 04:00 pm (UTC)Did you ever get my last letter? I sent it to your old host family because the lady hadn't gone bonkers yet... but in the time it takes to get the letter, she might have snapped.
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Date: 2003-05-15 11:08 pm (UTC)Just out of curiosity, why'd you defriend my other journal...?
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Date: 2003-05-16 02:46 pm (UTC)Are you still using it? I'll put it back!
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Date: 2003-05-19 12:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-19 07:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-12 07:34 pm (UTC)I've been reading a bit lately, nothing too deep that I can't curl up with it for an hour here and there, but they've been interesting nonetheless. "More, Now, Again" by Elizabeth Wurtzel of Prozac Nation and Bitch fame, about her struggle with Ritalin Addiction. "What Dreams May Come" about life after.. life, and now "10th Grade", a novel written from the perspective of a 10th grader. All pretty light, but still thought-provoking in their own ways. I also joined the LJ community village_voice which is a book club, though the community isn't terribly busy.
Just some thoughts...
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Date: 2003-05-13 06:23 am (UTC)You're reading fascinating books. Much more fascinating than Courtney Love: The Real Story. Then again, I found it in a geocache. :)
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Date: 2003-05-13 06:26 am (UTC)I really enjoy Elizabeth's books... she is SOOOO intelligent, but it's as though it's too much for her and she is unable to function "properly" in society. They're truly tragic. I'm very excited about the Prozac Nation movie as well b/c in the introduction to More Now Again she thanks Christina Ricci and says she played it perfectly...
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Date: 2003-05-13 06:42 am (UTC)I'll have to check out those books, especially Prozac Nation since it's going to be a movie and all. I hate seeing movies without reading the books first.
Of course, next on the line-up of books is some book I stole from Jen. Hrm.
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Date: 2003-05-13 06:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-13 06:49 am (UTC)Yes. :)
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Date: 2003-05-13 06:21 am (UTC)I'd be even more hesitant to get involved in a book club online, because there's twice as much text I'd have to plow through and comprehend, since the discussion would occur in a text-based medium.
Still, with intellectual hotties like yourself, how could I say no?
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Date: 2003-05-12 08:24 pm (UTC)*goofy smile*
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Date: 2003-05-13 06:23 am (UTC)*vomit*
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Date: 2003-05-13 06:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-14 04:22 am (UTC)As with all things love is very give and take.
Same about being single.
The only problem is that you can often chose to be single. . . yet its hard to chose not to be in love anymore.
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Date: 2003-05-14 05:54 am (UTC)This is very true. I've tried, and failed.
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Date: 2003-05-14 07:18 am (UTC)A few times.