I recall a dialog between Kurt Vonnegut and John Barth. Vonnegut argued that writers write to change the world while Barth rejoined that he just liked to "horse around with words".
There are many reasons to do many things and catharsis can be found in pursuits from writing to yoga to philately. Rather than seeking refuge on the fainting couch as a delicate flower wilted from the oppressive rays of the cruel world's harsh light (which world has beamed that light since Adam and Eve were dismissed from Eden), the despondent in search of succor would do better to align their endeavors with Barth than to commit to Vonnegut's sisyphean ambitions.
Thanks Jay. And bravo for working Philately and Sisyphean into a story club comment..! ( I mean, despondent, succor and endeavors were already pretty great, but the other two, OMG)
Is this Story Club? Maybe I'm in the wrong room. I thought Group Therapy was three doors down the hall on the left.
Ha! All doors lead to therapy club. We write to better understand ourselves and the world, don't we?
I recall a dialog between Kurt Vonnegut and John Barth. Vonnegut argued that writers write to change the world while Barth rejoined that he just liked to "horse around with words".
There are many reasons to do many things and catharsis can be found in pursuits from writing to yoga to philately. Rather than seeking refuge on the fainting couch as a delicate flower wilted from the oppressive rays of the cruel world's harsh light (which world has beamed that light since Adam and Eve were dismissed from Eden), the despondent in search of succor would do better to align their endeavors with Barth than to commit to Vonnegut's sisyphean ambitions.
Thanks Jay. And bravo for working Philately and Sisyphean into a story club comment..! ( I mean, despondent, succor and endeavors were already pretty great, but the other two, OMG)
Just trying my best to follow Barth's dictum.
ItтАЩs possible to monkey around with words while sowing rays (or rats) of light.