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Vienna, January 28, 1912
IX., Berggasse 19
Dear friend,
I am writing to you again because I can imagine your lively interest in a piece of my work. The analysis is going forward in a lively manner, and the masks are gradually falling away. The jealousy toward the favored sister
with death wishes toward her is being woven into the context, and the associations are less forced. I will report to you again when there is something decisive.
Jung has finally written and apologized for the fact that he is presently incapable of expending his “libido” by stating that his work on libido is taking up too much of his time. I responded just as briefly on the factual content and the business of editing, and so things are now leveling off without the further clouding of an interruption of the correspondence. I also have things to do and now know how to maintain what is valuable to me.
Today I completed the seventh (!) treatise of this season, the essay on the “Unconscious” for the Society for Psychical Research.1 I wrote it in English; it was not easy. Now I can again dedicate myself to my savages in order to trace taboo to ambivalence.
It would appear quite useful to me if you wanted to utilize your present emptiness of feeling to write an article on technique for the Zentralblatt. I have to break off after two of those,2 and I don't want to see technique in Stekel's hands.
Rank's paper, for which he has used the Hungarian dream drawings,3 has again turned out very good. Your contribution on masturbation was read aloud on Wednesday, and most were very much in agreement with it, as was I; Stekel objected to it strenuously.
Yesterday Martin was finally officially declared an invalid, and he is rejoicing.4
I greet you and Frau Gisela cordially.