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eadings, our class discussions, our writings. You could not escape from the word, the concept behind it, and I can only speculate how much of an earsore it must have been for those in the class who would not subscribe to Bob’s theories – and there were indeed some who did refuse, whether peacefully or not. It would seem that for at least some of these particular students in his class, that “uncertainty” was simply too amorphous and too abstract – too theoretical. And it also seemed that there was no little frustration for some with the fact that he did not offer an exact definition of what he meant by “uncertainty” or “writing with uncertainty,” other than the utter necessity of questioning and then questioning some more. But I believe, still, that, if you stood back and looked at the whole of what was being said and written and read in the class, a compelling portrait did indeed appear, albeit somewhat indirectly. For me, this was something that happened most intensely through the books and essays that he put before us. There was, again, French feminist literary critic and writing theorist Hélène Cixous. In her book Three Steps in the Ladder of Writing, she wrote of what she called the “Worst,” “the most unknown and best unknown.” For Cixous, it is this “Worst” that “we are looking for when we write”: We go toward the best known unknown thing, where knowing and not knowing touch, where we hope we will know what is unknown. Where we hope we will not be afraid of understanding the incomprehensible, facing 16

the invisible, hearing the inaudible, thinking the unthinkable, which is of course: thinking. Thinking is trying to think the unthinkable: thinking the thinkable is not worth the effort. Painting is trying to paint what you cannot paint and writing is writing what you cannot know before you have written: it is preknowing and not knowing, blindly, with words. (38) Although her words here are a little heady, the whole of Three Steps steeped in that post-structuralist “Derrida-ese,” I can remember being utterly struck by the “truth” of what Cixious had to say about writing. Deep, critical, and “true” writing is born only from the confrontation of what is known and what is unknown, where certainty and that semblance of safety that it offers fall away in the face of the incongruous and the perplexing. To her, it is only from such an experience, in that “lightning region” I referenced earlier, that “writing” worth writing and, therein, “thinking” worth thinking can be done. A similar sentiment was shared by Nobel Prize-winning progressive novelist, Doris Lessing, who went further to express, revealingly for me, the social and cultural consequence of such different ways of seeing and thinking and writing. In Prisons We Choose to Live Inside, her book of philosophical essays that had also been assigned us to read that semester, Lessing wrote about “the other eye,” what she saw as humanity’s capacity to conceive of ourselves, our society and our culture, “not […] how we like to think we behave and function, which is 17

eadings, our class discussions, our writings. You could not<br />

escape from the word, the concept behind it, and I can only<br />

speculate how much of an earsore it must have been for those in<br />

the class who would not subscribe to Bob’s theories – and there<br />

were indeed some who did refuse, whether peacefully or not. It<br />

would seem that for at least some of these particular students<br />

in his class, that “uncertainty” was simply too amorphous and<br />

too abstract – too theoretical. And it also seemed that there<br />

was no little frustration for some with the fact that he did not<br />

offer an exact definition of what he meant by “uncertainty” or<br />

“writing with uncertainty,” other than the utter necessity of<br />

questioning and then questioning some more. But I believe,<br />

still, that, if you stood back and looked at the whole of what<br />

was being said and written and read in the class, a compelling<br />

portrait did indeed appear, albeit somewhat indirectly. For me,<br />

this was something that happened most intensely through the<br />

books and essays that he put before us.<br />

There was, again, French feminist literary critic and<br />

writing theorist Hélène Cixous. In her book Three Steps in the<br />

Ladder of Writing, she wrote of what she called the “Worst,”<br />

“the most unknown and best unknown.” For Cixous, it is this<br />

“Worst” that “we are looking for when we write”:<br />

We go toward the best known unknown thing, where<br />

knowing and not knowing touch, where we hope we will<br />

know what is unknown. Where we hope we will not be<br />

afraid of understanding the incomprehensible, facing<br />

16

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