Thursday, April 10, 2008
Positive
I just registered for classes next fall. My workshop professor will be the fabulous Jonathan Ames. My lit seminar will be with Jeffery Renard Allen. Shadow narrative. If there were a pregnancy test for excitement, mine would show a big pink plus sign.
Shelley’s lit seminar has been outstanding. Already I’m dreading the end. I love our class discussions, writing for her every week, her engaged feedback. Reading her comments used to make me a little verklempt. The first time I saw her handwriting on my work I welled up. When she likes what I do, or when a crit with Philip Lopate goes well, I feel huge, full with what I’m making. This experience is one I worked hard for, but at the same time it feels like an amazing gift. It’s not so much “needing grad school” it’s that I wanted this world, these relationships and community. To be in it, and then of it. I’m in love with everyone.
Monday, April 07, 2008
Cutting Corners
It feels different, somehow, to once again live in a time where new episodes of Battlestar Galactica are aired each Friday night. Thank gods!
I’m not going to talk about the episode, there’s plenty out there if you want, but I will say I have done a google search because I wanted to find meaning in the paper without corners. I couldn’t for the life of me think of a paper press, printing, binding, ecological reason why all rectangular pages have their corners cut off, why creating that jeweled octagon would be an improvement, or even, a byproduct.
The mystery was solved for me Friday night when a friend told me the rumored story that the corners cut off of all paper, frames, books, etc., actually began as a joke re keeping the budget low for the mini-series, so much so that they were “cutting corners.” It looked so cool they just kept on doing it.
I found evidence to this in a thread on DVICE (do a find for “costs” a couple times). Also note the amusing related comments by Shane in the printing business.
And so my search for meaning failed, and as per usual the answer merely revealed a world shaped by conflicts of money, power and creativity.
Friday, April 04, 2008
All's Phair in Love and War
As Kate Harding describes feeling that Liz Phair was speaking for her, when she was 18 years old and Exile in Guyville made its debut, I feel that Kate Harding is kind of doing likewise.
Like Kate, I was 18 in ‘93, and thought feminism was depressing and had already done its job. The resonance of “The Yellow Wallpaper” or “House of Mirth” made me feel like I would ultimately die alone, and be eaten by cats (they would come in off the fire escape of my inevitable studio apartment). At that age confusion made me sassy. I used to joke that I was saving myself for my second husband.
Unfortunately I can testify first-hand that Divorce Song was an excellent song when I was going through the separation at 26, and helped me feel more kindly, less angry once it was over (it was he who checked out; i cried uncle). Finding the album again, in my own independent-woman apartment, gave me something to rock out to; the album rang out my choices, frustrations, and personality in a way that echoed with strength and purpose, in a time when I questioned everything around me.
Gunshy was during, definitely during (funny story - I used my wiles to get him to sell the many guns in the house before telling him we had to talk). Help Me, Mary was for the period before we were married, when I should have realized he wasn’t partner material. Strange loop was for during (example: I wanted to go to grad school and he asked my why i had to make everything hard. hawhaw!) and after, and then not just for him anymore but for most guys who liked me at first and then became irritated that I wasn’t, in fact, simply a projection of qualities they applied to a pretty package. Mesmerizing was for a time and a person long after that (i’m happy you know me well and even happier i like it). What a funky catchy song with no aspirations of pop.
Hearing her last album I thought, “Oh no. She got happy.” But I was happy for her, willing even, to not have anything as good as Exile in Guyville again. Liz deserves to be happy. Maybe she’s proof and hope for all young women that painful love lessons are good things, the death of naivete is just a painful rebirth we’re meant to survive, and height is all about how you stand with yourself. And I’ve been standing 6’1” instead of 5’4”.
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
Editing for Content Delivery
Every morning since catching up on “pages” 2-7 of the emailed book Eastern Standard Tribe, I have eagerly read it every day. I feel like I’m really getting the hang of it, and that it takes even less time to keep up with than playing a move on Scrabulous.
I’m really impressed with how they broke the story into “pages.” I do not have a physical copy of the book but would bet the farm that the they don’t break up according to the physical pages of the last print run. What sense would that make anyway? The pieces, as they arrive, are sections of the story, parceled out into neat “scenes.” The segments are never broken up so as to disrupt a conversation, scene, mood, whatever.
Someone with a brain edited this, and I think that’s pretty cool. Have you ever watched a TV show on DVD, and you can see where the old commercial breaks are because the screen goes black and the fight scene is interrupted (Buffy!), that’s an example of content just being ported over and being delivered differently without any consideration for the experience. It’s not so bad, as we’re used to commercial breaks. I can understand why they don’t re-edit and blend the seems, but I wonder what the decision making process is like for books emailed from DailyLit, but I think it’s so far, super good.
Yesterday I got an email inviting me to an event about how OMG XML is totally going to change the way content is delivered. Maybe that email was lost for 10 years before it was delivered? Cuz XML hasn’t been news in as long. Part of me is sad for folks who aren’t as familiar as I am, but hey, they also probably worked at a cool publishing house for the last ten years, so it’s not like i’m bragging that I have the whole inside tip. The point of entry, or maybe convergence (my new fave thing) is the idea of editing with content delivery in mind. Maybe it means more editing jobs?
Another case that had me thinking about content and delivery is the audio story I have quoted all over this website - The Girl Detective by Kelly Link. I downloaded it years ago for free (and have since gone to her readings, bought her books, etc. yay go CC!). I don’t have the print version of this story, but I think the voice that reads the story does this thing where he whispers the italicized section titles or breaks, letting you know it’s a scene change and that this is the subtitle of the section, or the question introducing the segue. Like, on my current lazy about page which is entirely quotes that actually apply truthfully to me for the most part, (like being a natural blond who dyes her hair colors) the questions in bold are whispered by the narrator. I should prolly have italicized them, now that I think of it. heh
One day we’ll all get along, but so far, it seems the non-book version of the book is doing just fine.
OH! Speaking of doing fine, my travel-writing friend Erik Trinidad has won awards for his work. Yay!
Tuesday, April 01, 2008
Feeling Stabby
I finished reading Solaris
Gross. and yes, embarrassing. Worse, it made it harder for me to separate the visuals in my head from having seen the movie (universally agreed to be horrible, but it’s probably better than a lot of movies in recent years).
This is slightly less gross and embarrassing but at least Solaris is a purple planet.
That’s construction paper, glue and scissors. This DIY project was a symptom of the space-crazies, or coming off days of solid marathon writing and I needed something silly to do. Don’t mock me today, I’m in a terrible mood because I hate people. I’d probably just stab someone with scissors or give them a spitefully bad haircut. You don’t want any of this, sucka.
Even Wil Wheaton is in a terrible mood today, and normally he’s pure sunshine.
[later]
My friend just sent this article to the class re Solaris, and I think it’s pretty cool.
Also more happy-making, my Marc Johns print arrived. Thanks for the tip, Kosta!
