The Purpose of Stories, 3
Let’s take this discussion back to the book. I’ve thought a lot about portability lately, and even about ownership of words. Maybe the only way the story I’m writing will survive its bookness is for me to release it entirely. My version of the story is just one. Yours will be next.
Criminal Elistism
How many times has this happened? You want to deepen your understanding of something. You get a book. You start reading. The writing is so dense, or needlessly complex, you can’t get through it, much less enjoy it. This is criminal elitism. Shit’s gotta stop.
Redemption
Just now, reading Sex at Dawn in the Captain’s Chair in the living room, I had one of those Important Moments. A few years back a friend asked if and how my writing redeems its dark premises. While I stared through the wall, he suggested “beauty.” That answer always sounded like a copout. The words can dress the subject tenderly, but the subject remains dark, bitter, disturbing. Untransformed. But all this talk of humans fighting and caging our sexuality by institutionalized “pair bonding” – on top of making…
Flintstonization
I’ve been reading Sex at Dawn: The Prehistoric Origins of Modern Sexuality. Along the path to claiming that humans are really bad at monogamy, authors Ryan and Jethá make a very important point about framing and perspective: we can’t productively cast old worlds in the mold of the present. It’s like temporal hegemony. In the same way we can’t productively look to other cultures exclusively through the moral frame of our own, we can’t theorize about earlier ones with current behavior patterns as a guide.…

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