Author: paulattinello
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To Züri
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A busy, rapidly moving ten days or so, resulting in numerous things done – patients, classes, editing, emails – and also at some points just stopping, almost startled that I didn't want to work on the next thing. My new version of procrastination, I think: something barer, simpler – with far less anxiety. Perhaps this…
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Evening, station
Arriving on the evening train home from Sheffield – after a day with emails, meetings, a lecture, a sandwich on the midday train to Sheffield, where my analyst kindly travels to see me weekly. The train is on time, 8:47, or a bit earlier, walking out of the station, everyone bumping along, some suitcases. At…
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The hard part
I've become increasingly aware, in a somewhat embarrassed way, of the difference between psychologically recovering from irrational complexes that hamper us, that keep us from living – and actually, actively, doing things in the world, doing things in life. I mean, okay, I've always kind of stunk at this. My sister and brother will easily…
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Rocky Horror
Between Christmas and New Year… Tonight we showed yet another musical at the Tyneside Café, our regular Sunday night event, which is linked to teaching my course on musicals – something I'm teaching for the first time in ten years, to my surprise, as I discovered when I looked through old records. Musicals are, to…
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Solstice
In the dark of the year, I had the task of introducing one of our series of movie musicals at a local café. We'd chosen Meet Me in St. Louis – always an odd one: sentimental, structured – but at the same time there are strange, dark eruptions into the story: the youngest daughter in…
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[After a long day at the end of a long week with lots of things to do – but successful, even enjoyable, if a bit pressured: a student's year abroad rescued, two postgrads off in different research directions, supervision and personal analysis, analysands energetic but entangled, an HIV patients' meeting with a long list of…
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Dallas
Today was World AIDS Day; a brief radio interview, then a panel after a film – and the film was Dallas Buyers Club. Now, as it happens, I'd never seen Dallas Buyers Club before tonight. I have discs and downloads of lots and lots of AIDS movies, and television and other media – but quite…
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Men in autumn • fragments • a flash
I haven’t written here for a while… somewhat preoccupied, fairly busy. Walking through what feels like several lives at once: the university (with various changes in upper-level policy – an annoying time for British universities, as upper-level business savages try to extend control over non-business systems), my analysands (and another new one, and new chairs…
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Trains • Perelandra • Complex
[Fragments from several days, several locations. A certain connectedness – but be ready for jumps in continuity: like a student film.] A lot of train trips the past few months: my analyst lives (fortunately very near the train station) in Leicester, about three and a half hours away… my 'local' supervisor in York (i.e. closer…
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Bologna – Train – Circeo
Five days in Bologna; with a vague idea of possibly living here some day… Or, well, perhaps not. There is a great deal of beauty in this town: the buildings, the food; the charming kindness of the two men who run the bed and breakfast that was suggested by some London friends. Of course there…
Paul Attinello 