Very often I find myself extending already extremely verbose footnotes to monstrous lengths. And I take great pleasure in digressing from the main argument, freely dropping the titles of a huge amount of books and articles I consulted, scribbling down textual analyses very quickly. But at the very moment I finish writing such a chimeric fragment, I feel ashamed of those extravagances and immediately attempt to incorporate them back to the main text. In this way, my drafts get fat and messy, and this is why I never get to the goal, to the final sentence which has gotten overripe and no longer appropriate. This is how/why I'm drinking and writing in the early morning, waiting that too much whiskey would knock me down.
