October 22, 2000
confessional
Last night I spent much more time deciding what not to write than I did actually writing.

Sometimes I think too much is written. Just think, how much more goes unwritten! It's very heavy and a little toxic, this great cloud of unwriting.

I want to interview writers. I am starting to collect questions to ask. One is what do you not write about. And why.

It's a very personal matter. Primarily moral, but also aesthetic.

Now this -- this is meta. It is primarily Lazy and Shallow. But not without a place on a Sunday night late after a busy weekend.

I would like to write a philosophy of creativity. Unfortunately, my training has not been rigorous enough. I snoozed through most of it. Except for when Richie Schuldenfrei threw things.

There could be a whole philosophy of pronouns. I can be quite a problem. Pessoa seems to have solved it. We is way bigger, and maybe even more dangerous. Saying you -- I have always felt this to be an act of bravery, taking a leap into another territory. They -- well, nothing about they is worth saying.

I don't mind typos very much. Misspellings happen. I have terrible grammatical flaws.

Writing that embarrasses me in the morning:
gossip
giving in to my frustrations (usually traced to exhaustion)
clichés (bah, faugh, argh)
blobs, formlessness
repetition (although I'm trying to get over my fear of it)
the sly lie of passive voice
flabby tension between the personal and the artful

Writing that really embarrasses me in the morning:
risk taking

You see risky writing makes me feel even worse than bad, annoying writing. Where's the incentive?

Sex is way under written about. It's another question I need to ask writers. How does your sex life relate to your writing? O - kay.

One more thought -- to emphasize the ephemeral nature of this writing (or is it to cut down the embarrassment potential?) I think I'm only going to leave a few weeks up at a time. No public archives.