After almost 70 posts and the better part of a week, the "Driftglass" Blog now regresses back, back, back towards its smutty, little mean, while "The Driftington Post" is sent off to a blogger farm downstate where it can frolic in the sun with other blogs for ever and ever.
Although the setup and execution of "The Driftington Post" made me laugh several times (and maybe you too) this wasn't meant as a joke in the conventional sense. I'm an artist and a writer (among many other things) and this place is my studio and my workbench (among many other things) and I had arrived at a place where I needed some insights into my craft that I could get at only by putting the whole she-bang on the bench -- from links to labels -- and whanging away at it with a framing hammer until my curiosities were satisfied.
All while on public display and in real-time. (Lack of adult supervision it is one of the compensating liberties of being a single-shingle blogger :-)
For anyone who might be interested, in addition to our regular, weekly podcast (which will go up this evening) we at "The Professional Left" have put together the following special, bonus-podcast in which Blue Gal and I talk about
If you're bored to tears listening to writers talking about writing and like that, skip it; if not, you might enjoy the change of pace.
I certainly did.
“Writing is a form of personal freedom. It frees us from the mass identity we see in the making all around us. In the end, writers will write not to be outlaw heroes of some underculture but mainly to save themselves, to survive as individuals.”
-- Don Delillo