Book Terrors...! IV

Here's where we get to
Deep Survival.

The Great American Novel
isn't about laboring over
your story, but rather about
simple inspiration,
whatever form that may take,
if it happens to be
immediately relevant,
or a grand spectacle
that can't be appreciated
until decades later.

I guess I simply don't understand
how DFW fretted so much
over writing, whether it
was some sense of obligation
he'd picked up (growing
into all sorts of apparent
privilege that allowed
him to be singled out
before he'd actually
accomplished anything)
or his own psychoses.

Because for me, ideas
just seem to float around.

I don't get how any writer
ever begs for material,
because I guess I assume
that writers write
because they can think
more creatively than others.

But that's not really the case,
because the arts are too
alluring to pass up as
a vanity, which is a comment
I direct not at DFW,
but for all the sycophants
in general, who take it
for granted, rather than
from inspiration, that
they can make a living
doing this stuff.

But I'm not bitter;
I'm with ED.

You don't need to be
acknowledged
in order to do this.