Keeping Still

The most difficult thing to convincingly write about is a matter which I feel rather than know. It's easy to write of, but convincingly-- not so much. How do I impart something I can't grasp, something that relies on a sympathetic or commiserate feeling and the charm of my attempt at its transcription, however evocative? Cortazar may have provided an inlet for that which sits deepest in the soul, but still, it's an amateur writer's dilemma: the tendency to dwell on the sharpness of something in the soul even when dwelling on it doesn't sharpen the understanding.

At this writing, I can't keep still.

*Then again, "Damn understanding more than anything else," said D.H Lawrence.