I went to renew my poetic license today, but they said first I need to do an I exam

 

Some writers have what I call the 'chillspine' factor. That ability to touch you where you are not really sure you want to be touched, and you don’t really know what is happening.

 

 

You cant sell news stories that have data and cautious predictions. Where is the panic? Where is the impending doom? C'mon people , give me something to work with here…

    Opinions / Science / Theory of Relative Ignorance  
 

..and as I was a yuppy marketing and advertising executive for the better part
of a decade, I am not really impressed with stories of selling your soul to the devil...

    Art & Culture / Music / Blues / Robert Johnson  
 

Kurt Vonnegot – Slaughterhouse saint

Some writers have what I call the 'chillspine' factor. That ability to touch you where you are not really sure you want to be touched, and you don’t really know what is happening.

 
Tiger got to hunt, bird got to fly;
Man got to sit and wonder, 'Why, why, why?'
Tiger got to sleep, bird got to land;
Man got to tell himself he understand."
 

That’s what Vonnegot has. That verbal reflexology power pressure point technique brought to life by never-ending polishing of words, of ideas, of deeds. And once he got us, that is when the real fun begins. For him I mean.

When asked for writing advice, Vonnegot once said, you start by taking your (usually unlikely) hero and put him in the strangest weirdest situation you can think of. Then you start. Once you find out how he got there, you have a book.

 
To whom it may concern: It is springtime.
It is late afternoon."
 

vonnegot is not a master story teller. Well, ok, he is. But that is just a minor part of his talent. His greatness is by taking the ordinary and with a pen stroke of genius sending it all to hell and back in a spaceship while we learn some extremely unwanted life truths on the way.

What should young people do with their lives today? Many things, obviously. But the most daring thing is to create stable communities in which the terrible disease of loneliness can be cured.

He was the honorary president of the American humanist society. What he has seen during his service left a mark, a fox hole, a trench, a mortar crater in his soul and the bastard has been trying to do the same to ours.  And usually succeeded. 
And we thank him for that.

 
Laughter and tears are both responses to frustration and exhaustion. I myself prefer to laugh, since there is less cleaning up to do afterward."
 

I can still remember the hard cover of slaughterhouse 5 in my hands, mid teens, I can remember the smell of the paper as I swam through it. And then again. And several years later again. Like playing with the scab in my mind, not letting it ever heal completely , always scraping newly dried layers of disinterest and apathy.

 
"This is a very bad book you're writing,"
I said to myself. "I know," I said.
"You're afraid you'll kill yourself the way your mother did," I said. "I know," I said.
 

As a writer I definitely look up to Venegot and can fully appreciate his irreverent genial touch, his connection to language on a level beyond the mundane practicality or even the esthetic decorative value. Language in its most efficient form, which might look free and flowing but it is a Zen flow sharp as a chirurgical razor and twice as fast.

 
Literature should not disappear up its own asshole, so to speak."
 

The biggest trick great creators share, other then quitting while they are ahead, is the ability to make the most amazing feats of talent seem completely effortless, and Venegot's writing gave that distinct air of 'whatever', not pushing, not talking too high, but not dropping to low. It was something new, not street talk, not normal banter with a friend. The only thing it might be close to is the voices that you have in your head when you are talking to yourself, if you are witty and a great storyteller. Wait, that is just the definition of a writer. Ahm.

Kurt vonnegot was a writer. In the most primal clear accurate meaning of the word. I don’t know what all the others are trying to do, but now the dime dropped and I realize that indeed vonnegot is one of the very few writers, real writers we had the pleasure to read.

 
Peculiar travel suggestions are dancing lessons from God."