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sense of place blues

June 9, 2013

In a few months, I’ll be visiting someplace I love that I haven’t been to in many years, on my way to somewhere (else) that I’ve never been to. I have deep complicated feelings about this general location. I’ve been trying (and failing) to write about those feelings for months, but as the dates for my trip approach, things are shifting. I dream about this place. I find myself mentioning it, in conversations where it doesn’t really fit (except to me). Spouse has been patient, but Spouse has never been to this place, and he doesn’t share my intense attachments to places, so he doesn’t really understand.

The reason I’m going to this place is to write, and I strongly feel I should be writing about my relationship to this place, before I go — take poems and prose with me, to further refine while I’m there. I would usually write about something like this, here, on my blog, except there are Reasons why it’s probably a bad idea to be too specific.

But some part of me feels strongly that I need an audience for this stuff before I go to the workshop.

I don’t know what to do.

One way or another, this stuff needs to get written about. Soon.

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