"Today was very full, but the problem isn’t today. It’s tomorrow. I’d be able to recover form today if it weren’t for tomorrow. There should be extra days, buffer days, between the real days.


My behavior was an attempt to stop time before it swept me up. It was an attempt to stay safe, free to detach before life and time came too intertwined for me to write down, as a detached observer, what had happened.


The essential problem of ongoingness is that one must contemplate time as that very time, that very subject of one’s contemplation, disappears.

My prose began to judge or summarize its subject before it took any time to observe that subject. I couldn’t help attaching that tendency to the subject itself: the wild velocity of motherhood, an enforced momentum forbidding contemplation."

—Sarah Manguso, Ongoingness