... A writer's exhilarating dead end. (Hat tip, Dave Lull.)
Earlier today Dave appended this poem of Tom Disch's as a comment to another post: QED.
You should also visit Endzone.
I should add, by the way, that while I agree with Daniel Kalder when he says that "being enthusiastic all the time just ain't natural," I'm not so sure about some other things he says. For instance: "In the US, certainly, the dominant idea is that if you're not permanently pumped up with enthusiasm for life you're completely buggo: there's even an ad on TV that demonstrates how your downer can spread to your dog - and you wouldn't want that, would you? Personally, I think this militaristic insistence on maintaining an upbeat mood at all times may in itself be a contributing source to the great river of melancholy that, to judge by the quantity of uppers consumed, runs through so many American souls."
I don't think a TV ad is good evidence for a "dominant idea" in the U.S. or anywhere else. As for "the quantity of uppers consumed" - could we have some figures, please. Most ordinary people I meet are neither consumed by melancholy nor obsessed with pumping up their enthusiasm - nor consuming quantities of uppers. But then, I live in an ordinary neighborhood populated with ordinary people. Most writers and intellectuals hang with other writers and intellectuals and project their parochial outlook onto the rest of society. That explains why so much that is written is such a bummer. And, by the way, I don't find "QED" at all bleak - and am I wrong in detecting no small measure of mordant humor in much else over at Endzone?