Woman battles serious book dependency problem ...
If they are different than me, I hate them, and if they are like me, I hate them.
Oh dear ...
Some people should really stop eating too many sour grapes. It ain't good for the soul.Good thing I'm not a writer. Many, as evident in these perennial displays of intolerence and vindictiveness, seem ungratefully bitter in spite of numerous awards and accolades bestowed upon them.
or maybe they are just the honest ones?i remember peter carey (of all people) saying something about this too. wish i could recall his exact words.do artists ever feel like this? i suppose they must
Maybe you're right Sharon, though personally, I'd hate to be on the receiving end of vitriolic gibes that are neither constructive nor relevant to the subject at hand. There are definitely more mature ways of stating one's opinions without having to resort to narcissistic, peurile behaviour patterns that would inevitably put into question the faultfinder's true agendas, or worse, credibility.Just my humble opinion.
Writers are human beings too. Some of them are capable of having big egos and fighting their battles publicly just like other humans too. How different are they from tennis players, presidents, actors, singers, lawyers, domestic maids?Makes our lives exciting, what.Dull world this would be if everyone was nice and polite.
s. nizam, criticising bloggers are you?
Anon, please read my comment within its proper context. Sharon brought to light the subjects of (literary) feuds, jealousy and rivalry and I gave my opinion based on these specific aspects of human behaviour.I am not without fault when it comes to making negative remarks about certain things, particularly if it's something that I feel strongly about (and only to close relations/friends), but not in a manner that can damage reputations (as these writers seem to be doing to each other through the media).So before you accuse me of criticizing bloggers(!?), show some guts and reveal your identity, or are you the same anon whose been sending me those 'lovely' e-mails for no particular reason (other than to amuse your cowardly self).
there's a plethora of anonymice.
Alamak, it should have been 'who's been' and not 'whose been'. My bad :P
Oh come on, he's just telling the truth. The rest of us just don't say it quite so bluntly. And even though I share his sentiments, I force myself to read because I know that ultimately I'm not inspired by anything else. It's a tough situation: I hate to read but I can't write without reading.-- Preetonymouse
preetonymouse - that's lovely!when you read someone who writes so much better than you ever will ... well you love it, but doesn't it make you feel quite sick at the same time?(get though behind me annie proulx!)
Why is it a bad thing to say that you like something even if it was written by a competitor/rival... Especially if it's the truth??I'd get jealous if another artist produces a piece of artwork that is far superior to my own, but instead of denying his or her ligitimacy as a great(er) artist, I'd tell them that I am in fact jealous of their accomplishment, more as a gesture of appreciation rather than derision.AND if I could afford it, I'd buy it too.Or perhaps politeness and sincerity have become passe and everyone enjoys stabbing each other in the back or front; whichever is convenient to stay in the lead.I find all of this quite sickening, really.
oh yes. i think you've said it exactly right. ... and well do you think eco was being entirely serious? it made me smile because i saw it as tongue in cheek
It's good if you see it that way Sharon, but personally, I do have issues with spitefulness, particularly if it's underhanded.
of course. and it sounds like you've been personally hurt by that.something i've found - that most spiteful, bitchy people who pull you down and rubbish your art do so because they are themselves insecure and not succeedingbut umberto eco of course doesn't need to feel like that.
Oh, just to clarify, I also have issues with spitefulness. There's a difference, isn't there, between admitting that we *feel* jealousy and *acting* on that jealousy? I can't help my pangs of jealousy, but I do my best not to let them stop me from being supportive of other writers and giving public credit where credit is due.And I do think Eco is being at least a little ironic in that quote....-- P. Mouse
This reminds me of a line from James Fenton: "From rivalry to rivalry to zeal"James Fenton, in "The Strength of Poetry", devotes a chapter to artistic rivalries [excerpt]. And here's a book I'd like to read!ps. I think old boy rivalries are fun to read about too. Know of any, Sharon?
Wahlawei! I could kiss you right about now, MM. Thanks for the links. I will have to look for that James Fenton book and devour the rest of its contents - just as soon as I get me bruised head out of of my very tight arse :)
Eco is up there alongside Aretha Franklin, who once confessed that her favorite singer is......HERSELF.
What's wrong with being your own favourite person? Good on Aretha.
Self love is a quality which should always be encouraged, of course. Believing in one's own hype, at the risk of remaining stagnant, is another thing altogether.
nizam, erm, *blush*
cue song. i dedicate this to machinist and s.nizam
It ain't hard for me to feel humble, Cuz I know I am still underpaid,And for some reason people confuse me,For a straggler in need of first aid.I fell on the rocks of discouragement,Cuz they tell me I ain't up to scratch,O' Lord, it ain't hard to be humble,When I know that I ain't got it made.*yipikaye*
nice one. but you are the absolutely brillest s.nizam. this one's a fan who can't get enough of your work, so fix that smile in place and have a good day.
Animah, Sharon and all,I found self-loving is a degree of masturbation.....(oops, can I type the taboo word here???)
no taboos on this blog, kamaldepends, dunnit, on what one means by self-loving? if you don't have love and respect for yourself, no-one else is going to. pain in arsy people are always those who have a downer on themselves and then turn round and bite other people.luckily, myself and i have always got on fabulously well.
Wow!I first heard that song when I was 9-years old, on a boat.You might like this:"Rival Poets" by Billy CollinsThe column of your book titles,always introducing your latest one,loom over me like Roman architecture.It is longer than the nameof an Italian countess, longerthan this poem will probably be.Etched on the head of a pin,my own production would leave room forThe Lord's Prayer and many dancing angels.No matter.In my revenge daydream I am the onepoised on the marble staircasehigh above the crowded ballroom.A retainer in livery announces meand the Contessa Maria Teresa Isabella Veronica Multalire Eleganza de Bella Ferrari.You are the one belowfidgeting in your rented tuxwith some local Cindy hanging all over you.”
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