The thin furry line in Normal entries

  • Sept. 3, 2014, 4:12 p.m.
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I don’t have anything particular to say. I got out of the habit in keeping a journal and the lapses make me nervous; I’m not sure why. I was writing a story in my head the other night and it wasn’t coming out right. The synopsis of most stories sound silly or simple or trite or all three. What makes the story better than the synopsis is voice. I try to find the voice first; I mean that solely as a point of reference not that I’m pleased or displeased with that approach.

What does any of that have to do with an on-line (or for that matter and off-line) journal? Nothing, it’s more the other way around. Sharpening the knife is not gutting the fish, yet, try doing it with a dull knife. Sharpening the knife is a repetitive series of broad strokes, gutting the fish a few precise movements.

The story I was trying to work out was basically a pack of dogs talking about the horrible things that happen after a full moon when they turn into a hairless upright savage with no memory or moral compass. I was trying to think of canine dialogue, a way that the discussion could sound proper and dog-like. Photographers and painters talk about how their influences trap them, the normal taught associations. It’s hard to do animal dialogue without thinking of the best and the worst examples.

Y’all try to be nice to one another, ey?




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