A Writer's Notebook, Day One-Thousand-Four-Hundred-And-Thirty-Eight
I keep poring more and more into this prose piece and wondering if it is going too far. I don't think that I am, for the most part, but I am also certain that their are many people who will want to reject what I am saying outright, and others who just won't recognize it no matter how true it might be. I believe that is largely inevitable, but I still worry about it. I want to believe that the work I am doing is powerful and convincing. I am not convinced that what I am saying is important and that it matters, and I want the work to be convincing. I think that some of it is very powerful, but I also look at it and wonder if some the arguments will come across as flimsy or desperate, even when it seems fairly obvious to me that I am pointing out something substantive and real. I suppose that is the nature of this kind of work, at times, but even knowing that is the case does not make it any easier to deal with these questions.
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