For people of words:
Stop talking. Just do it.
This is a rant - granted. And granted I hate ranting. Diatribes, I admit serve only to validate one person: the writer. But fuck - I need validation.
I'm sick of the state of writing. I'm tired of dragging my corporate agenda, pedantic ass to reading, after reading, after reading. I know - and I mean I KNOW most people don't give two shits about writing in and of itself. Most people get these 'So I Married an Axe Murder' visions in their heads whenever they envision the poetic world (GREAT movie, by the way). I am a writer. I'm also one of those people who make their living writing in a corporate world. It's not pretty. It's not fair. And lord love the canon, but the canon is dead.
Though my love affair with the classics is eternal, I'd like to say that adorning your bookshelves with Keats, Woolf, Henderson, Donne, Shakespeare, Pope, Atwood, Dickinson, Yeats and Frost does not make you cultured. The measure of your 'culture' is defined by what you love, live and experience now. Don't give a fuck about being cultured? Then don't worry.
But for those of you that sit in bars with me reciting Act II of King Lear but can't name more than one Canadian writer (I'll give you Atwood slightingly) - you're petulant windbags.
There is a thriving world of contemporary literature out there that operates independent of the all-condoning societal nod of approval. Hundreds of talent writers make thier living in this sphere (sorta).
Does anyone really care?
Survey says: Fuck no.
I'm here anyway. Rock on writers.
Quoth Erin: “You’re cute when you’re angry.” And, “You shouldn’t drink scotch.”
We disagree on a lot, but she’s indubitably correct about one of those statements.
This is a rant - granted. And granted I hate ranting. Diatribes, I admit serve only to validate one person: the writer. But fuck - I need validation.
I'm sick of the state of writing. I'm tired of dragging my corporate agenda, pedantic ass to reading, after reading, after reading. I know - and I mean I KNOW most people don't give two shits about writing in and of itself. Most people get these 'So I Married an Axe Murder' visions in their heads whenever they envision the poetic world (GREAT movie, by the way). I am a writer. I'm also one of those people who make their living writing in a corporate world. It's not pretty. It's not fair. And lord love the canon, but the canon is dead.
Though my love affair with the classics is eternal, I'd like to say that adorning your bookshelves with Keats, Woolf, Henderson, Donne, Shakespeare, Pope, Atwood, Dickinson, Yeats and Frost does not make you cultured. The measure of your 'culture' is defined by what you love, live and experience now. Don't give a fuck about being cultured? Then don't worry.
But for those of you that sit in bars with me reciting Act II of King Lear but can't name more than one Canadian writer (I'll give you Atwood slightingly) - you're petulant windbags.
There is a thriving world of contemporary literature out there that operates independent of the all-condoning societal nod of approval. Hundreds of talent writers make thier living in this sphere (sorta).
Does anyone really care?
Survey says: Fuck no.
I'm here anyway. Rock on writers.
Quoth Erin: “You’re cute when you’re angry.” And, “You shouldn’t drink scotch.”
We disagree on a lot, but she’s indubitably correct about one of those statements.