- criticism, see also honesty, communal. sharp. feedback.

I got some very astute feedback this morning on a manuscript I’m working on: “unreadable”. So here’s some thoughts on bumping up against the formidable other: unreadable how? how is the difficulty, the impenetrable quality encountered? what happens when we refuse to enter the thicket? is the text conscious of its unreadability, or does it show signs of strain, struggle, duplicity? i.e., is this a faultline or secret of the text? if its difficulty is embodied consciously, towards what end does it point? i think the consciousness thing might be a red herring, but as artists, reading our own work, our friends work, writing out of and back into a community of desire, what else can we nurture in each other? that is a serious q for me. one more: if we know the author of this text, or identify with them, how do we experience (what comes up emotionally, intellectually) that failure or repulsion or difficulty – the experience of unreadability in a loved one? And how do we word it – to each other, ourselves, them? Hit me with yr best shots/ Fire a-wayyyyy!