I never learned to write honestly on a daily basis. I'd maybe crank something worthwhile two, maybe three days a year, but I was never one of those who could do it consistently.
This is something I admired about , who I couldn't consider a "great" writer, but someone who could write honestly throughout the decades. The most impressive thing about Murakami was that he was honest from the start.
He was approaching 30, or had just met it, had been running a bar, holding no grandiose ambitions to write anything himself, let alone become a career novelist. But one sunny afternoon, a moment came to him while drinking a cold at the Baseball stadium.
His path was contrary to the usual writers', or at least how we like to imagine it: a talented writer who doesn't know how to be honest begins by writing dishonest yet well crafted pieces. Over time they find themselves, and then finally can write honestly.
Murakami's first story was not good from a craft sense. It read more like musings that you might have at the cafe or the bar, that got shoehorned into a story. But none of it felt artificial. I still return to as a study... as an exemplar of how one can do so much, not by being so good, but by being so honest.
This is something I admired about , who I couldn't consider a "great" writer, but someone who could write honestly throughout the decades. The most impressive thing about Murakami was that he was honest from the start.
He was approaching 30, or had just met it, had been running a bar, holding no grandiose ambitions to write anything himself, let alone become a career novelist. But one sunny afternoon, a moment came to him while drinking a cold at the Baseball stadium.
His path was contrary to the usual writers', or at least how we like to imagine it: a talented writer who doesn't know how to be honest begins by writing dishonest yet well crafted pieces. Over time they find themselves, and then finally can write honestly.
Murakami's first story was not good from a craft sense. It read more like musings that you might have at the cafe or the bar, that got shoehorned into a story. But none of it felt artificial. I still return to as a study... as an exemplar of how one can do so much, not by being so good, but by being so honest.
I'll check it out again now that I'm older.
I can't give you a concrete example in the same manner I can't point to one pixel of an image of a person and say that that is the pixel that captures the likeness of the person in that image.
What I can say is that people have a way of perceiving the world, and themselves in it. And the way Thompson navigates the world -- at least in his writing -- mirrors how I do it.
So I chose not to read something that is just a mirror of my everyday existence. I prefer to read things that cause me to see thigns i normally don't in my normal perception. This doesn't qualify Thompson as bad though.
To add onto this, this is why I appreciate Murakami and so much. They are almost the shadow to my perception.
I will check all mentioned authors out! Thanks.
https://faculty.washington.edu/jdb/303/Hemingway/The%20Short%20Happy%20Life%20of%20Francis%20Macomber.pdf
(You'll have to rotate it the right way up) Curious what anybody who reads this thinks, not about the story itself but about the story as 'honest writing'.