Another Country Diary #54
With snow, broken headlights, and omnicrisis.
14/02
I’m still struggling to find time to write. The workaday world has had its grip on me as I try to clear my marking and keep on top of time-consuming administrative tasks. It has been raining all week. It’s mostly finding the time and the energy when that time and energy is being diverted elsewhere that keeps me from writing, but that’s not all. The state of the world, the sense of omnicrisis, of a perpetual state of chaos and rupture, can sometimes strip me of words and motivation, leave me a numb scrolling witness to ongoing trauma and stupidity. Despite this, I believe that reading and writing can be an antidote to that kind of chaos which is being so deliberately projected by its exponents to strip people of a sense of clarity and agency. Literature is a way of bringing order to chaos; stories are a way of making sense …
