HeyJaredGristle and Bone
A sometimes newsletter made of pretty - occasionally disruptive - words. I think of them as love letters. Somatics, semantics, and ethics.
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Nothing to be done (opens the original)
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Plays are ever so much older than novels. Now I love a good novel, me, but I’m beginning to feel the novel is kaput. Today’s novel is either trite or overwrought and can’t find the virtue of either, nor does it nail the harmony of bending them towards one another known as perfection. There are symptoms. A paleness, a limp. An asthmatic wheeze. The rise of the machine, for one thing. The decline of attentive minds and deep thinking for another. The slop, the proliferation, the formulaic, the self
Sweet though in sorrow: the philosophy of poetry (opens the original)
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I don't think sad is the word for this (opens the original)
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A cock, a dick, and an asshole (opens the original)
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The cult of small things, and the glow of the hard things (opens the original)
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dear so and so,I am tired and I am busy and a good part of me wished to wait and write something more perfect at some other time. But that betrays the point. An imperfect missive will convey, on a wing, a more vital reality.But I am obnoxiously tired. I do the little, daily things. There is a yoga pose called Savasana that is often the final posture o… Read more
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