A book about the human condition

I have been thinking hard about a new book since I completed my psychoanalysis. I feel changed, different -- and I want my work to reflect this change in me. It seems important to insist on a different style for it, a more literary, more free flowing style. I cannot help thinking of the American author, Virginia Woolf, and her "stream of consciousness" writing. I believe it would be just the thing for a book about the human condition, the maternal, and abjection. Just how do we rid ourselves of what threatens us? How do we escape the mother who birthed us and thus oppresses us? How much poorer we would be without the ability to abject -- to kick it out, but also to become it, to encompass it, despite the fact that it can overcome and (perhaps) destroy us.

I recall an interview I did several years ago, and now I've found a transcription. I responded to a question about being a woman, writing as a woman. I said, "On a deeper level, however, a woman can never be, for a woman is precisely that which shuns being. So women's practice can only be negative; it remains at odds with what exists. All it can say is, 'That's not it' and 'That's still not it.' In my view, 'woman' is something that cannot be represented or verbalized; 'woman' remains outside the realm of classifications and ideologies." (comment 1)

I really have to think about this -- it relates to abjection, and to some of the work I've been reading by Artaud, in Freud (of course), and the ideas about the state and fairness in Lautremont, Mallarme and Bataille. I have to credit the influence of Lacan, too, on my thinking about the feminine, about women and their work, their contribution. So much to think about and write about. Now that I have experienced transference, and can identify with melancholy, the abject, the reject and can transcend them, I am ready to write about them.