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(“I’m just waiting,” she said. “That’s what shits me—and here last night and this morning I was getting it all so clearly.” Then a bit later: “What I’m getting now are just disconnected things.” So something was there after all. “Come on, Seth,” she said with unconscious humor, “for Christ’s sake let’s go. Now I’m getting something over there [to her left] that’s entirely disconnected from what I was getting two minutes ago over here. You know what it’s like when you test water with your finger to see if it’s the right temperature before you jump in? Well, things have to come together in a certain way before I feel right....”
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(10:30.) Give us a moment.... To some extent you felt you had to prove your worth as a conventional male, in—if you will forgive me—the narrowest of parochial terms, though you were possessed of abilities that were considered conventionally male only if they could be suitably laundered: art turned into commercial work, and other creative abilities, such as your writing, that at one time could have turned into several fields—the writing of Westerns, even. You felt the ordinary male accomplishments in terms of sports, which brought instant approval, yet you did not choose that road.
(Pause.) Ruburt tried to prove his worth while being possessed of a fine intellect not considered womanly. All of this applied to your family situations. The more you each developed your individual abilities, the less you fit the sexual stereotypes to which your family (to me) in particular believed in so firmly.
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