I should be writing the most important part of my project today, but I’m not. As with the usual case with me, I’m experiencing difficulty in actually phrasing my thoughts, nevermind doing so in a way that actually makes sense. Call it theoretical indigestion I suppose.
What’s actually annoying about this is the fact that the reference materials I read on both Nabokov and Borges were incredibly lucid… Which makes all this trouble baffling.
Ugh. Four more days and counting. I hope that I get my thoughts sorted out by tomorrow.