Working with your fear!

What a novel idea, and that is exactly the result I’m hoping for. Spewing forth more words, constructing sentences, until I’ve cowed these words into submitting themselves to my will and actually conveying what has been rattling around my skull to the reading public out there. It has been all of ten minutes since I wrote my last blog post and in that time a read a little more about writing. Writing, as in writing for a living and got an eye on Gore Vidal and Truman Capotes court battle trading barbs. That must have been something truly awesome to behold. All I can say is that I can only relate to either gentlemen through what has been put in print or on film since I’ve apparently developed a sense of, hmmm,… what shall I call it, taste, style no that implies active action, pretension. Yes, that’s it. Pretension! I’ll be pretentious and just gab on about it. As far as my knowledge of Truman Capote goes it’s all based on Phillip Seymour Hoffman’s portrayal of the character in the movie of the same name. So Amazon and Kindle come to my aide. I’ll be in the poor house should I attempt to purchase in print the list of books I’ve located in a short search of the internet. What did people do before Google? Oh, yes, schlep out to the library. Rifle through the card catalogue – if you knew the title or author - or simply browse the rows and rows of books. Then of course you needed pen and paper or a photographic memory (mine was usually left without film) so yeah, ball point pen in the palm works!

So in the foreseeable future I’ll be working my way through Truman’s A Christmas Memory, The Grass Harp, and Breakfast at Tiffany’s (wonder if the film was true to Truman?), In Cold Blood, and Murder by Death. Then Gore’s The City and the Pillar, Myra Breckinridge, Creation, Burr and Kalki. I’ll also be reading the thrillers produced by Mr Vidal under the pseudonym Edgar Box. So this is me working with my fear. Fear of writing and not having anything to say… at least I worked with the first one.