Sat 7 Jun 80
We’ve been here a little over 2 wks and the place is beginning to look like ours. Sitting in the garden under holly, maple, lilacs and cypress – an Eng garden gone to seed. I see Tom’s light in the Little House where he is studying. Tomorrow drive to Phila to celebrate T’s birthday then on Mon I plan to plunge into my study & redo Secaire. M & D called – I told them about Gilders College Writing Fellowship. They told me ForOptics merged with Corning Glass – up to 24 from 8. This would be good news for me if I could ever get hold of my stock but “trustee” won’t let me have it. He is considering a disbursement. He’d better since Gilders’ stipend is $60/wk!. T & I had usual fight last night but I am learning from them. He goes “negative” & combative very fast. I have to grit my teeth not to mushily give in – I don’t want to fight but APPARENTLY HE DOES – the trick is to get him to see it. He thinks I’m just “resistant” and “demanding.” Resolved to bring his unconscious processes into consciousness. Dinner = trout grilled in spinach. Melon & cold veg salad. Reading PD James’ Innocent Blood – just awful. What bone does she have to pick, that’s the curiosity. Feels like she hates females. Probably feels se has to go “male” to write – how can female “fluidity” direct a story? Thurs 12 Jun 80 Rode my bike to Evening Prayer in Princeton. Perfect length (1/2 hr) 2 hills of equal since so neither direction is “harder”. Ordered more wedding invites, then discovered it was 5:23 had to rush to intimidatingly big church. 7 people arranged around a side altar – my plan to go unnoticed conks out. What is my obsession with invisibility? Because parents were so agonized whenever I launched forward? Minister female, short, stocky. Daphne? Turned out to be a healing ceremony! Quite beautiful! Lots of rising and standing. At some point I just burst into tears. Awful. Everyone sking if they could help but I don’t know what’s wrong so just slobbered away. I think now I was feeling “expulsion”, exclusion – “The gifts of God for the people of God” but I don’t really know. I may just be emotional as parents said “we won’t let your peculiarities interfere with your health” direct quote. I was so embarrassed leaving – apologized but the minister grabbed my hand and looked piercingly into my eyes. GOD IT WAS POWERFUL! Said, “I’m Daphne Hawkes!” Wow! She insisted she “knew me” and “recognized my name” (Reader of Devlyn? Impossible.) She said she had time to talk, I said I DIDN’T and blundered away. She said, “You’re in my prayers, Alysse!” I stagger off, exalted & terrified. Bike conked out, I walked home. On the Palmetto from Washington – Princeton Jct 10 PM Tues 17 Jun 80 I love trains. I like Arthur Conan Doyle because he loved them too. All his fuss over timing, carriages & tickets delicious to me. Feeling bad about Avril – she says her life is suddenly empty. Her heart membrane as thin as a racehorse’s ankle. We got her a cat and set the house sale in motion – best way to free her I can think of. Bought my wedding lingerie, tried on the veil Maureen is making for me –STUNNING! Avril & I saw 2 classics – The Empire Strikes Back and The Shining. Missing my angelic male half. House sale should net $5,000 – M & D giving me $3000 stock Nov 1. Relief to have SOME money coming in. Thurs June 19 – 80 Letter from agent – Devlyn sold to Germans for $1000! (One edition – rights revert to me.) Der Todestrank or some such thing. “The Death Drink.” Maybe I don’t have to take a job this summer (fellowship starts Sept.) Late again to Daphne’s service –this is awful but I had to drive T to pick up his car. Forgot Kleenex – so sure I wouldn’t need it! Wrong!!! Trying Zen breathing to control the sobs – zilch. Total humiliation. Daphne hugged me said she was glad I’d come – I took the oil & communion although I’m “unbaptized.” Daphne said a different prayer for each of us. Lovely woman. The wine was real! (Unlike at Devon’s church.) Nice touch! I think I’m crying about “losing control.” Thurs 26 June 80 Writing wedding invites not as much fun as I thought it would be – can’t use my fountain pen (paper too absorbent) can’t get as good an effect with a felt tip. Oh well! I’m up to 90. Can only do 20 per sitting because I become paralyzed with boredom. Last weekend on Cape first time I felt I was “myself” around T’s family. Having a book out nobody read is not much to establish an identity. T’s aunt Cressida staying with us now – up late arguing with her about Katey. She argues – weirdly I think – against adopted children finding their bio parents! If they could just accept a Beneficial Social Fiction as reality wouldn’t we all be Fine? Where have I heard that before! I was so relieved Toss saw all the issues immediately – the biggest one being TIMES CHANGE. (Often in ways we can’t imagine but since we know they do, why pretend? ”We’re gonna fix this for you kids right before we die and you’ll never have to address that problem again.”) He really is a superior intellect. (He does have a flaw; sees abortion and adoption as similar! Typical male!) Mon 30 Jun 80 Lethargy – extreme, prolonged, profound – the key to my personality these days. Fallow. Torpid. A little Teresa of Avila goes a long way – Elinor Wylie fascinating & sad. Anne Morrow Lindbergh’s latest vol. of diaries. She’s an irritant I WANT to identify with but she’s oppressively DIFFERENT. Jonathan Valin’s Lime Pit ho hum, Eliz Cadell’s latest empty. A Marriage of True Minds had some interesting data. Not finding what I want I reread Nancy Drew with an eye to a Modern Version. What would that look like? I sketch out a Mystery at Mirror Lake- trying to help a friend – becomes Last Year at Marienbad pretty quickly. Want to rewrite Prisoner of St Secaire & getting some good ideas. I don’t want the heroine to be “unsure”, that’s Nancy’s appeal in a nutshell. She’s always being accused of being a spy and a snoop and it doesn’t faze her. Yes, she is! So there ! No problem pocketing evidence and keeping it to herself. Probably why Mason (?) condemned her as “cold” and “calculating” in The Girl Sleuth. She NEVER solicits male help! (Asks Dad for a favor once in blue moon.) “Unfeminine” ? But why then is she popular WITH GIRLS? She represents an absent vitamin? Obviously. We’ll suck tree bark to get it if we have to (and you DO have to to read ND.) A direction for Fawn in Demon Roused?
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