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Thursday, February 2, 2012

Things of Late


I figured it would be a good idea just to have a post about what I’ve been doing lately and some cool links to cool stuff.
Good news is I’m heading back to Sydney from the 9th-14th of February for the wedding of my good friend Kyle, and his lovely fiancĂ© Jane. I’m really looking forward to seeing some friends again. I’ve really been feeling the isolation in Ballarat, even with the assistance of some very good people (Snitch and Netna <3 )
My dear wife is in the same boat, but has work commitments, and an interruption at such a time she feels wouldn’t serve her well. She’s working really hard. I’m very proud of her.
I’ve been getting super fit, and have been trying to really push myself physically. I feel great, but I need to learn to slow down a little. The intensity is taking its toll. I’m enjoying it though, as I’ve never really been one to own my own fitness. Also it saves me from the boredom. I have too much spare time and not enough discipline to use it well. It hasn’t been all bad but I’m looking forward to finding some work and beginning university. I have orientation next week.

Pumped for FutureMusic! Skrillex, Knife party, Fatboyslim....the list goes on.

A few interesting things I’ve stumbled across lately:
The following are courtesy of the lovely Aisha Strand; chiropractic extraordinaire!

This talk got me thinking about the effect of the mind on the body, naturalism, and identity and all things related. I particularly liked the way he talked about observation. I’m always for the scientific method, but for things that are difficult to quantify there always needs to be an open mind. Things exist whether we’re capable of measuring them or not. Bit weird but lots of thoughts on this one.

This article just validated many of my suspicions regarding the medical system. It’s broken, and there is so much room for improvement. Exciting for people like my wife though, as there’s a lot of room for her to bring initiative.

I’d recommend checking out the latest by song writer/singer  Sarah Mclennen:
She’s off to New York to get famous.

Interesting personal documentary about people with Intersex conditions.

Oldie but a goodie.

appeared in my head, out of nowehere….



Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Thoughts on The Spooky Art by Norman Mailer - Part 1


This isn’t even a book review, as just a few reflections on some very interesting anecdotes.

I was loaned this book by Netna Ngyuen, and good friend of mine whom shares an interest in the literary world, and told to plunge its depths for some treasured motivation, a commodity I am consistently lacking.

It’s fantastic work so far. It is not literary genius, but rather a one-way conversation with a brilliant and experienced writer. The insights he has afforded so far have been delectable. Certain adages he serves up have wonderfully edified many of my own infantile theories regarding the truths of the industry. I have taken these as a sign that I am on the right track. Though I hesitate to be too presumptuous in my understanding of these things, for if I am a writer, than I am one who produces very little for all his mental rhetoric.

A particular succinct paragraph defined every writer as a closet philosopher. Such a sentiment ringed in such a harmony with my own mind; I felt myself flutter a little (though I would hardly call myself ‘closet’.) I think it is part of why I take stock in my own endeavour. Written form cannot be removed from the source that motivated its birthing, and the ideas that push me to write are great pearls of wisdom, handed down by giants, purged and refined by the great fires of reason. I have no doubt of their relevance, their potential; they have been proved many times over. It is merely my ability to convey them that now comes under trial.

One particular chapter that I have found quite relevant explores in depth the rewriting of his final draft for the novel The Deer Park. There are fundamentals of novel writing that he explores in such frank terms that I hope will do much to save myself from making similar mistakes. In particular he alludes to the writing style of the novel, which is narrated in the first person and how initially it failed to reconcile with the nature of the protagonist, and his significance in the plot.
These insights are really opening up the world of fiction writing to me, making it tangible and less alien.

It is worth mentioning that I have read none of his works, though I am now inspired to. He does however have credentials to his name, and so far it is on these wherein I hold my respect for his words. I look forward to approaching his works with his memoirs in mind, as I feel it will give me a more complete understanding of his lifetime as a writer.
This book I think will do much to set me on my journey. I shall share more reflections upon further readings. I will not be going through the book too systematically, as the book is itself far from systematic. I will probably just 'go with the flow' on this one.