A sometimes half-arsed record of the process of writing in its' variegated many forms.
- Ye' Olde Coffee Shoppe
- The structure of success
- Ideational progression
- Open-sourced possibilities
- The edges of dreamlife
- Just so there's no misunderstanding
- Wild New Ideas come forrowing out of the ground
- A moment of celebration
- On the straightforward tip
- Can I get a little meta?
- Astrogeny and my own humble beginnings
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Saturday, January 5, 2008
The whole idea of writing about writing is in itself pretty tricky. I spent several years working on art theory focused specifically on the writtten forms, but getting the theories into the practice was highly problematic. The problems being that characters and plots run away from you no matter where you start. You may start with a great story that has all kind of allegorical or metaphorical meanings, and by the end yr no where near the horizon line you were scoping from the starting block. It's a real trick to input those things in a conscious way, and probably for good reason. The films, plays, or works of fiction that have a clearly definable point many times come off as pointy and one dimensional, so I guess in the end it's good to just go with the flow. Still I want to get some kind of handle on what it is I've been trying to do for the past fifteen years. What is the drive, and what is the point? I can't even imagine. I'll try again later. Maybe it'll come to me while I'm sleeping.
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