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Louise Glück on writer's block
“I think everything good in my own work I owe to endurance.”
Welcome to the latest issue of Subtle Maneuvers. Last week, I spent two mornings writing a lengthy second installment of my #blocktober series, and then yesterday I went to re-read it before scheduling the email and—I just wasn’t feeling it. It all seemed so … effortful. Or like a bunch of answers searching for a question. So I decided to scrap it and, instead, present three paragraphs from the poet Louise Glück, who died last week at age 80, and whose thoughts on writer’s block and the writing life have been bubbling in my head all weekend.
THE YEARNING AND FAILING PARTS
LIVING IN YOUR INCAPACITY
Thanks for reading, as always. This silkworm will be back in two weeks, maybe with the issue I already wrote but didn’t send or maybe with a different one. In the meantime, I would love to hear your thoughts on diligence, endurance, yearning, failing, reprimands, your favorite Louise Glück poems (I like “Visitors from Abroad”), and related matters.
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