Notes on the Current Project.

Since I have, how-do-I-put-it, seriously slacked off when it comes to “notes” on the various poems/ poem-bits, I figured I should at least give a word or two here about the project I’m currently working on, which the vast majority of my recent posts are from.  Basically, I’m trying to construct what I think will be, in many ways, one giant poem, divided into lots of sections about my experiences in treatment for an eating disorder when I was 16 and the relationships I forged there…  I’m resisting the idea of this as a poem about eating disorders (because really – *at best* – that bores me to no end); I’m more interested in the relationships, like I said, but unfortunately, some of the context might be necessary…  All I know is, at the moment, the entirety of that experience is jumping at the opportunity to finally come out.  (So I’m writing a lot of shit, emphasis on the “lot of” or the “shit,” depending), and in places, it is the graphic ed-dramatizing bullshit I’d rather not contribute to the world.  A lot *more* of it falls outside that category, thankfully, and in the end, I guess the truth – that “the illness” was in fact an eating disorder – is something I should come to terms with.  But I stand with the makers of Better the Devil You Know in the concept that recovery is the thing to glorify, and if necessary, glamorize.  I don’t know that it’s necessary.  Recovery’s pretty sweet without exaggeration… at least, you know, when it doesn’t suck.

Peace out, gentle Reader.