Month: November 2025

reading journal: what i talk about when i talk about running

today’s passage: he talks about the need of being near water, how clouds float over, pretty harvard runner girls and their vitality, running shoes, and toxins of writing

i do think that writing can get really heavy, especially if you’re writing something of substance. it really does take a lot out of you. when i binge write, it hurts my brain. i always inevitably want to a drink after, to relax and numb myself a bit. maybe good writing doesn’t come from drinking but the other way around. the picture of the suffering artist, i don’t want to be that. and yoga, daily, really is good for the writing brain. especially the 10-15 mins i get before of just pure quiet, laying there on the studio floor, letting my thoughts collect on me but then also being able to let it go, not care for that hour. but the drive home, different story sometimes.

found the part where he talks about counterbalancing the toxin that arises when you write. and doing yoga/working out daily really does do that. i felt so much better when i prioritized it. felt much less drained. if only i could spend my life just working out and writing. but that’s hard, so maybe just 1 or 2 months at a time in vn every half year could help that. i really have no social life there and everything is very calm although in a hectic city, i like the balance it brings. also i am never alone, in vietnam i get pockets of alone time that eventually result in thoughts that have been buried finally given the space to bubble up.

quotes:

…like it or not, a toxin that lies deep down in all humanity rises to the surface.

an unhealthy soul requires a healthy body…

reading journal: what i talk about when i talk about running

today’s passage: about him being back in japan for 2 weeks

it made me feel both demotivated and motivated to read that there are just some people with innate writing talent, i think me not being one of them. i have to work hard at learning or getting good at almost anything. i find doing something every day is helpful. even just for 10 minutes, but it takes time. time i don’t have.

i did like the concept of never going more than two days of not exercise. i feel this is true, my body becomes stiff and i feel like i’m starting over if i have even a 3 to 4 day break from yoga or at least some sort of working out.

it’s pretty nice and crazy to have a connection to people you don’t know but pass by each day, like in the case of people you see all the time on a course, is there anybody like that for me? i do feel a sense of ‘something’ with our kempton neighbors, although i really don’t know them all that well. what about the people across the street at piedmont place?

should i try to write 3-4 hours a day, that’s pretty crazy, and yea i don’t think i have the mental or physical stamina right now. maybe just start with 30 mins? and i’m not sure, is there an activity i can tie back to writing like how he does running. he said when he passes by long distance runners they all look like they are thinking something. i get the complete opposite sense, they all look really miserable, but maybe those are just the beginners…

memorable quote: none really in this passage…

reading journal: what i talk about when i talk about running

today’s passage: he writes about last days of august in hawaii (2005) and when he ran from marathon to athens

i really related to the physicalness of what he was talking about when running. that if you workout enough or are active enough something happens in your body, it becomes in tune with what it needs, it starts craving healthy food, or just being healthy. i feel so much better when i push myself, i never used to. i just used to do yoga which doesn’t really get your heart rate pumping or muscles aching. not that it isn’t hard, it’s just that your body needs more, everything. just hard to find time to do everything. i had to give up a lot of other things in exchange for working out and going to yoga every day. i recently started going to slightly harder classes, like hot pilates and even sculpt and found that i did like it after, if i could give myself the push and get myself into the routine to go. i actually feel healthier in my older age, believe it or not.

i really liked how while writing about running in greece, he was focused on the bodycount of animals. maybe that’s the skill of being hyper aware, i admire that, even though in the moment i’m not sure if he was thinking all those things, but maybe start to notice things more and then process by writing. would i have remembered the dogs and cats under such duress? but i don’t think he was quite under duress at that point.

and yea weird people only do things for the photos… (magazine photographer say most people don’t run the whole thing, they just do enough for the photo for the article)

the funniest thing was when he started talking about how mad he was getting near the end (p.65), totally true, when you are under pressure you’re just mad at everything. i hadn’t generally felt this until recently tho, hormones really bring it out of ya.

memorable quotes:

A little further on I run across a cat that’s been flattened by a car. The cat is totally flat, like some misshapen pizza…

My whole body starts to sting from the salty residue. When I lick my lips they taste like anchovy paste.

I’m covered with salt, a veritable human salt field.

reading journal: anna karenina

i’m going to start journaling about what i read, more so how i feel about it and less so events that happen and less of a synopsis.


today’s passages: largely about vronsky before a big horse race and then he goes to sees anna

story has progressed rather quickly in terms of their romance, very few scenes of them together up until this point, just internal thoughts pointing at what they mean to each other. i wish it was a little bit more smutty. lol but interesting technique, just telling us where the relationship is through the character’s thoughts.

i gasped when she told him she was pregnant. already?! we’re not even halfway through the book yet. is the rest of the book just going to be impending doom?

i enjoyed vronsky’s connection to his horse, described as not the most physically buff (hah! for lack of a better word), but seemingly human somehow, the little detail of how if she could talk, she would. how she stomped out of excitement but quieted down when he came near.

fave quote:

“Vronksy stroked her firm neck, straightened a strand of her mane that had fallen on the wrong side of her sharp withers, and put his face to her nostrils, taut and thin as a bat’s wing.”


going to write first and then talk to ai, tried to talk to grok today and it was just grossly wrong (new 4.1 update needs some updating? saying anna’s son had just come home from a gymnastics lesson, wtf lol) — anywho, switched to claude.

tri: i was definitely excited the whole time throughout this passage, but this analysis definitely makes a lot of sense in terms of the techniques used, short phrases when things become urgent, telling us directly they are not on the same page etc etc

claude:

That’s a really sharp observation—you felt the excitement even as the passage is technically about entrapment and misunderstanding. And that’s exactly right. Tolstoy is doing something sophisticated here: he’s making the reader feel the intoxication of their love even while showing us intellectually why it’s doomed.

The short sentences don’t just convey urgency—they convey aliveness. When Anna tells him she’s pregnant and his head sinks, yes it’s a moment of recoil, but it’s also visceral and immediate. Same with the final kiss—”rapid movement,” “swiftly kissed”—that language has energy. You’re caught up in it because they’re caught up in it. The prose does what their bodies are doing.

This is what Saunders really cares about: the gap between what we know (this will end badly, they’re lying to themselves, the situation is impossible) and what we feel (this is beautiful, this is real, this matters). Good literature holds both things at once. You’re not supposed to intellectually understand the tragedy and be bored. You’re supposed to be excited AND see the tragedy. That tension is where the power lives.

The detail about her being unable to say “my son”—Tolstoy tells us why she can’t face it, but he doesn’t make us not care about the kiss that’s happening right now. The urgency is real. The love is real. The doom is also real. And we feel all three simultaneously.

That excitement you felt? That’s you reading the passage the way Tolstoy wrote it. You’re experiencing what Anna and Vronsky are experiencing in that moment, even though you also know (because the narrator keeps telling you) that this is a trap.