Fourteenth verse, same as the first.
Dec. 29th, 2005 11:01 amOkay, Jonathan Carroll loses.
I'm reading Glass Soup, and I'm going to finish reading it, and it was a good Christmas present*. And it's not bad; it's not that he's gone somewhere downhill. That's just it: he hasn't gone anywhere. He's hanging around Austria doing the same things with dogs and death and dreams, and I just want him to go crazy and write a terrible book about deathless cat-owning Puerto Ricans who can't sleep, anything, anything not to be doing exactly the same thing again.
It is worth getting worse. It is worth writing something that might be terrible. It is worth it, to grow, to move, to risk, to do something else. Sure, we all have pet tropes and pet character-types, but enough, Jonathan Carroll, enough. Do something different. I can reread Outside the Dog Museum if I want to reread Outside the Dog Museum. I don't need to ask my relatives to pay out another $25 for you to rehash it for me. You had a better single note than Mercedes Lackey -- perhaps a whole chord progression, even -- but the greats know how to make a twelve-bar blues sound different and the same all at once, and apparently you don't, so write me a waltz, or I'm done.
*Major law of Mrissish life: good presents are not always good books.
I'm reading Glass Soup, and I'm going to finish reading it, and it was a good Christmas present*. And it's not bad; it's not that he's gone somewhere downhill. That's just it: he hasn't gone anywhere. He's hanging around Austria doing the same things with dogs and death and dreams, and I just want him to go crazy and write a terrible book about deathless cat-owning Puerto Ricans who can't sleep, anything, anything not to be doing exactly the same thing again.
It is worth getting worse. It is worth writing something that might be terrible. It is worth it, to grow, to move, to risk, to do something else. Sure, we all have pet tropes and pet character-types, but enough, Jonathan Carroll, enough. Do something different. I can reread Outside the Dog Museum if I want to reread Outside the Dog Museum. I don't need to ask my relatives to pay out another $25 for you to rehash it for me. You had a better single note than Mercedes Lackey -- perhaps a whole chord progression, even -- but the greats know how to make a twelve-bar blues sound different and the same all at once, and apparently you don't, so write me a waltz, or I'm done.
*Major law of Mrissish life: good presents are not always good books.
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Date: 2005-12-30 03:33 am (UTC)Do you have any writers like that?
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Date: 2005-12-30 11:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-31 03:29 am (UTC)I know people who feel that way about The Secret Country, so at least I get to see both sides of the matter.
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Date: 2005-12-31 03:31 pm (UTC)I don't have the "this pocket is full" sensation, although I am familiar with it in discussion with
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Date: 2005-12-31 06:03 pm (UTC)I'm not sure those people are wrong, really, though certainly they have a rather quirky attitude. If you like new-novel energy and permanent mystery, if you like beginnings more than endings, and have no objection to the other peculiarities of The Secret Country, it's really just the thing. I think it was C.S. Lewis who remarked, though certainly he wasn't the only one, that in reading biography or autobiography, the parts dealing with the subject's childhood were always most interesting. There's a way in which plots, even very satisfactory ones structurally, are also like that, at least if you are standing in a certain place. Maybe it's just part of being a stick-in-the-mud. If a book has stayed long enough in one place with a certain group of characters, or has been moving towards a particular aggregation of people and finally got there, and I'm liking it, I always dislike the moving onto new places or the breakup of the original group. This is why I have reread The Fellowship of the Ring so much more often than the rest of Tolkien.
But I suppose that this is another discussion entirely.
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Date: 2006-01-01 01:03 pm (UTC)I didn't like the breakup of the Fellowship much, but I was so enamored of Rohan and of ents that I didn't feel too much like complaining. But that is a side point, as you've said.
I think it's that I like middles more than anything (when, I should note, I'm not writing them), and the problem is that it's sometimes hard to tell where the middle ends and the end begins, on the first readthrough. Certainly the end of The Secret Country does not strike me as The Beginning Of The End in any sense.
re:the work of Jonathan Carroll, literary god
Date: 2005-12-30 06:08 pm (UTC)And you?
GLASS SOUP is hands down brilliant
Re: the work of Jonathan Carroll, literary god
Date: 2005-12-30 11:11 pm (UTC)Here are the qualifications required for having an opinion of a piece of art:
1) reading it.
That's it.
Now piss off.
Re: the work of Jonathan Carroll, literary god
Date: 2005-12-31 03:05 am (UTC)Writers are also readers. As readers, we have opinions. And as human beings with guts, we sign our names to them.
Re: the work of Jonathan Carroll, literary god
Date: 2005-12-31 03:31 am (UTC)Yeah, I can't have an opinion of a bowl of soup unless I know how to make one just like it. It's my mouth, it's my stomach, the soup is offered as nutrition, I can damn well have an opinion, thank you.
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Date: 2005-12-31 09:28 am (UTC)HL Mencken
"Your opinion, Sir, carries less weight than the air that brought it to my ears."
Benjamin Disraeli
Re: Cowardly Anonymous
Date: 2005-12-31 03:25 pm (UTC)What part of "piss off" did you not understand?