The central issue that started this book. A fundamental source of hating myself.
Getting this on the Web has taken much struggle. With my terrible health. With tricky html. With my fear of exposure. But above all, with my need to speak painful truth, in hopes it may help others.
Four new pages go up today on the struggle to nurture our relationship:
Clone 1: Finish the essay on compassion for the book.
Clone 2: Review Daniel Goleman’s Emotional Intelligence and Thomas Moore’s Dark Nights of the Soul, contrasting their approaches to dealing with depression.
Clone 3: Read Laurie Halse Anderson’s Wintergirls because witchbabyblue quoted this from it:
“He couldn’t stand me being sick. Nobody can. They only want to hear that you’re healing, you’re in recovery, taking it one day at a time. If you’re locked into sick, you should stop wasting their time and just get dead.”
Clone 4: Finish reading Dorothy Dinnerstein’s The Mermaid and the Minotaur. Take notes. Digest them. Write about how difficult it is for me to read this book, because it challenges so much of my deepest conditioning.
Clone 5: Finish the Creative Brief for this site and send it off to my Web designer.
Clone 6: Learn Dreamweaver, since GoLive has stopped working.
Clone 7: Write up the agreement I want for a Literary Executor.
Clone 8: Get Goodreads to fix their link that’s supposed to look up a book at Amazon.com and instead it’s now going to Amazon.co.uk. Get Amazon.co.uk to fix several errors on their entry for Margaret Reynolds’ Erotica: Women’s Writing from Sappho to Margaret Atwood. (It’s correct on the US site.)
Clone 9: From Tsultrim Allione’s Feeding Your Demons, use her method for things you want that are good but the drive for them is bedeviling you, on my need to get Persephone published.
… And, … and .… What? There’s only one me?
AARGGHhhhhh…..