Thinks
Sunday, January 1st, 2012 at 10:09 am- Life is a cracked surface at best. Fiction is a nice edifice.
- every word/sentence/paragraph gives a writer an opportunity to reinforce or deliberately crack the edifice by screwing with meaning, structure, grammar, the fourth wall, etc.
- different types and degrees of cracking produce different arrangements of order and chaos. Order and disorder become aesthetic elements that can be arranged like colours or textures or musical sounds to create…something (that incorporates decay as well as growth, that implies change in a different way than the change over time in a linear narrative, and that may fight its own narrative or enrich it?)
- cracks make for interest (to some) but can sap the vitality of narrative (for some). A total ruin has a strong historical narrative but a weak sensory one. However, partial ruins with trees growing out of them appeal to many people.
January 2nd, 2012 at 7:01 pm
Crack, baby, crack …
January 2nd, 2012 at 8:28 pm
I’m reading a book on Bowie. I guess it’s seeping through XD
January 3rd, 2012 at 6:24 pm
I have ‘Starman’ by Paul Trynka on Kindle, but have so far read only the first chapter.
January 3rd, 2012 at 6:48 pm
I gotta get that…
January 9th, 2012 at 5:40 am
I like the thought of writers being on crack….
Actually, your metaphor works exactly for where I’m up to right now.