A very peculiar dream crystalized in my consciousness last night, so let me try to gather the threads of memory and put it into words. My friend Bob says externalizing it brings understanding. We'll see about that.
My co-worker Flipper is putting together a large structure made of paper and string that looks like a giant kite. Or a kind of flat, car-shaped collage made up of newspaper clippings, book pages, and other memorabilia stitched together on a wood frame. I am drawn to it and curious about its purpose and design. Flipper explains that by carefully placing each sheet of paper and attaching it with thread, she can connect past events with the present situation so that both make sense. I'm impressed and even more drawn to the construction. If this is true, the past is not lost and the present is not without context and structure. I look closer to see how the individual pieces are attached, and I see that the whole work is not flat but also has thickness, depth, three-dimensionality. But will it fly?
Whoa. Doctor.
Belaboring the obvious since 1967. "Language is a labyrinth of paths." Ludwig Wittgenstein. "Hush hush, baby don't believe a word." Corky Siegel. “Let me say this about that.” Richard Nixon. "An editor is a person who knows more about writing than writers do but who has escaped the terrible desire to write." E.B. White. "Style is based on limitation." John Hartford. "Easy reading is damn hard writing." Nathaniel Hawthorne. "I'm better off having something to get up for every morning." Edna Case.
About Me
- Sven Golly
- Writing is like prayer: say what you need to say, as if anyone is actually reading it. Assume the head is suspended from above, face the front with the mouth closed and the tongue touching the roof of the mouth. Arms, hands, and fingers hang naturally at the sides. Relax the body, clear the mind, breathe deeply. Inhale, exhale.
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