Some people plan, consciously or unconsciously, to write in the form of their diaries. |
LIFE-WRITING Some people, not many mind you, plan, consciously or unconsciously, to write their life in the form of their diaries. As much as I can see the potential for doing this life-writing using the genre of diary, after nearly 22 years of episodic diary making, it looks like the genres of poetry and essay will result in more life-writing for me. This is because so much of what I write in these genres is quintessentially autobiographical. Virginia Woolf once wrote in a letter: “I sometimes think that only autobiography is literature.”1 I’d like to think that my writing in all of its autobiographical emphases is the pure expression of “a full-throated ease of inspired self-disclosure.”1 Sometimes there is ease; sometimes there is a full-throat; sometimes what I write is inspired. I’d also like to think there is something elusive, enigmatic and impersonal about what I write. Woolf said the very best writers, the ones who infuse the whole of themselves into their works, possess these qualities and yet, ironically, we know little about them. -1Brian Phillips, “Reality and Virginia Woolf,” The Hudson Review, Autumn 2003. All autobiographical writing gives some distortion in its portrait of the writer. Habit, style, tendency, inclination, mood, pattern, judgement, freedom, capacity, purpose, motivation, perspective, modesty—all contribute to the writer’s evolving perception of the subject. After 40 years of give-and-take in the real, hurly-burly, world1 it was not so much my thin-skin or fear of the social that drove me away, it was the whirlwind of this distracted hour, a jangling mockery of understanding: mine and others’, the jingle-jangle of self and of ego, fatigue, the ashes of my own frail vulnerability and weakness, the lance and parry techniques of an archaic tournament, a certain sorrow, a desire for quietness, for isolation, for the ceaseless challenge of my art as it plays with the loose, drifting material imaginative matrix of my life. 1 The age of 15 to 55, 1959-1999. Ron Price November 21st 2005 -------------------------------- I have a website at which some 50 volumes at 75,000 words/volume are found. The site URL is: http://www.ronpriceepoch.com |