It's been a while since I took Three Steps on the Ladder of Writing by Helene Cixous off the shelf. How did I know it was the book I needed this morning?
I open it to this on Kafka:
"One author whose name was not without signifying effects - of which he was perfectly well aware - is Kafka. In German, Kafka means chouca = corneille (crow). He too is a bird. He knows it, plays with it, inscribes it."
She quotes him:
"The crows maintain that a single crow could destroy the heavens. There is no doubt about that, but it proves nothing against the heavens, for heaven simply means: the impossibility of crows."
Earlier she speaks of the writing of Clarice Lispector, Anna Akhmatova, Marina Tsvetaeva, Ingeborg Bachman - her 'deep and everlasting love affair' with them. How many years ago did I read this, and then track down each of these authors?
"If I gather these beings to talk about them in the same way, if I am worried by the fate of birds and women, it is because I have learned that not many people - unfortunately - or perhaps fortunately - can really love, tolerate, or understand a certain kind of writing; I am using women and birds as synonyms."
What women writers do you have an everlasting love affair with? For me, Clarice Lispector, Helene Cixous, Woolf....
I love the work of Kristjana Gunnars. Keep returning to The Rose Garden. And all her work, really. So many more of course.