Also, I'd meant to post this marvelous bit regarding art and passion, something that turned up in a footnote near the end of House of Leaves (p. 527):
"Passion has little to do with euphoria and everything to do with patience. It's not about feeling good. It is about endurance. Like patience, passion comes from the same Latin root: pati. It does not mean to flow with exuberance. It means to suffer."
My plans to finish "The Lovesong of Lady Ratteanrufer" this afternoon were crushed by a sudden barrage of phone calls and E-Mails That Could Not Wait Until Later. Moreover, it's become necessary to postpone the office move, perhaps for two or three weeks. And so it goes...