I’m waiting for the art part.
I think I’ve got the storytelling part down. And I know there’s nothing better than a good story, but now and then I get a little sidetracked. There’s some truly great memoir out there, you know? Some of it is downright poetic. As I approach my goal I keep wondering if I shouldn’t boost stuff up with a little poetry now and then. Make things a little less clear and a little more … obscure.
I feel like the stories are pretty interesting. The stuff I’m thinking about when I’m in the midst of these situations is interesting … sometimes it’s funny, I guess, but in the back of my mind (again with the back of my mind … what is it with the back of my mind?) I ask myself is it artful?
Please don’t misunderstand. I’m not fishing for compliments, but the whole question is bothering me. Is it artful? Does it have to be? Should I stray into lapses of stream of consciousness? Does it have to be so … obvious?
OK, I get it, I’m second-guessing myself. I just need to write, write, write and worry about the art part later. This is like blocking a play, really. It’s not ready to perform. There’s a bit more work involved. There’s nuance, music, lighting … oh god. The thought of it overwhelms me, but excites me. Quite honestly, I can’t wait to see the performance.
Oh … by the way … for those of you that have hung in here with me, thanks so much! If the webalysizer is any indication, I’ve had about 10,000 hits in the month of January. I know about 60 percent of that is web crawlers and spiders and the like. I am linking this everyday on facebook, but still … your support is most encouraging.
Keep up the good work!