Truth and Lies

Well Therese has hit the nail on the head with her comment to my last blog. I kind of wish she would do this panel instead of me. I am not a greatly articulate person when I am not ‘the writer’. That is, when I write I am able to process ideas into story but when ideas are naked I find myself quite mute and rather stupid in their presence.

I agree that Dostoesvsky is the greatest of all writers–of those that I have read. And also I agree that everything we write–even the most alien, like science fiction–is born in some way of the preoccupations and wounds and yearnings of the writer. But there are grave risks involved. I have seen the dead eyes of writers who spent themselves utterly, used their inner lives until their psyches were as dry as old coal, or they had gone mad. Writing can drive you mad.

I will try to blog more now that I don’t have the book to protect me.

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5 Responses to “Truth and Lies”

  • Therese Wolfe:

    How funny, last night I was thinking how I wished I lived in NY so could come to the library to hear the discussion on this topic (I would have held up cue cards for you!).

    By the way, I never blog, this is the only blog I have ever been on, but I want you to know I appreciate your mind and thoughts, and what you seem to care about.

    A few more thoughts: (again as a painter) I couldn’t help thinking further that truth is about perspective. We see what we see from where we are standing and when we change position, so too our perspective. So again, where is truth? Is it in a lie or in a fact? There are greater truths sometimes in lies than in what we consider to be the truth. Nietzsche said (in ‘Beyond Good and Evil’) “Why Truth, why not un-truth”?
    I better quit while I’m ahead, I could go on all day on this topic.

    You’re going to do just fine on the panel because you care, and that’s what matters and you are quite articulate.

  • Therese Wolfe:

    One other thing: The madness you mention, I think, was well worth the contribution to art, which is to humanity. It’s the age old question: Life or Art, and how to live in Art without losing oneself, or is it even possible if one’s genius is demanding everything. Some just took their lives, like V. Woolf before it got her.

    I am not suggesting one should drive themselves to madness, and yet, the muse is demanding, and may ask for everything, even your sanity.
    Some, like Joyce and Beckett managed not to be sucked dry; but others, like Nietzsche (who was a great artist) saw no other way and pushed harder than any human perhaps ought to push.

  • Therese Wolfe:

    Oh my goodness. I was reading an essay on Van Gogh by Antonin Artaud, and when I looked up Artaud on Wikipedia I read this:

    “Imagination, to Artaud, was reality; he considered dreams, thoughts and delusions as no less real than the “outside” world.”

    Just had to post the per the topic at hand!

    Please keep us informed on how the panel discussion goes on Sunday.

  • My favorite book of all time, CRIME AND PUNISHMENT. Yes, Dostoevsky is the best writer ever. It’s nice to finally meet someone who agrees.

  • Therese Wolfe:

    I just realized (nothing like being a little slow) that I too read the ‘Master and Margarita’ about two years ago and was so taken by the magical realism (sort of like Marquez) of this outlandish, yet erotic story.
    I loved it.

    What happened on the panel??

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