tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229875339727095184.post5674424029579127360..comments2024-03-18T15:17:26.003-05:00Comments on l'astronave: Blogging Bare-AssedFrescahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15323129046492056942noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229875339727095184.post-83977979399715376432010-08-07T19:54:26.082-05:002010-08-07T19:54:26.082-05:00Thanks, Aleph! Yes, the balance is tricky---maybe ...Thanks, Aleph! Yes, the balance is tricky---maybe we are like photographic film--we need the right balance of light and dark, etc. to creates a good picture...<br />(Or some metaphor like that---I'm not sure exactly how developing film works. )Frescahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15323129046492056942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229875339727095184.post-34710942014509241472010-08-06T12:42:38.257-05:002010-08-06T12:42:38.257-05:00Your blog is juicy indeed, Fresca! This post is al...Your blog is juicy indeed, Fresca! This post is also really interesting, specially the way in which you perceive yourself and are able to verbalize and share. Me myself... I panic at the idea of getting too naked in my own blogm and at the same time I only post when I feel naked enough inside and able to flow from my cave/interior. And the expression "like a sock that is turned inside-out" perfectly describes the sort of "overexposure" I fear so much. Again, thks a lot for sharing these thinking & feeeling of yours, :).patriciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14535053343860386543noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229875339727095184.post-55798544850331564712010-06-22T13:45:44.682-05:002010-06-22T13:45:44.682-05:00Thanks, LILL. No, I did hear your praise--sorry if...Thanks, LILL. No, I did hear your praise--sorry if I wasn't clear--and appreciate it, and you're welcome. What I was trying to say is that it's great when what I want to write is what other people want to read!Frescahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15323129046492056942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229875339727095184.post-9915979195453205082010-06-21T17:55:51.732-05:002010-06-21T17:55:51.732-05:00Perhaps the tone of reverence with which I respond...Perhaps the tone of reverence with which I responded to this post did not come through in my comment. Five hours of your life you gave to us, and to yourself -- five hours, in my opinion, extremely well spent. Thank you for your generous gift.Lillnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229875339727095184.post-1950096105655920742010-06-18T13:54:41.808-05:002010-06-18T13:54:41.808-05:00RUDY: I'd love to read a half-dozen descriptio...RUDY: I'd love to read a half-dozen descriptions of who you are!<br />Or---that'd be a fun game, to ask friends to write our profiles.<br />It's so hard to describe ourselves in small bits--we are multi-faceted. That's why I'm always changing my "about me" profile. <br /><br />LILL: "This is one of those I wait for..." <br />Yeah, I like writing these too--I LIKE getting down to the bones, even though it's hard. Probably more than fear, it is time/energy that keeps me from writing more like this.<br /> (It took me 5 hours to write this! Including time to find and photograph the old journal, and to get up and make coffee, etc. And then I was drained for the day.)<br />The more I work on other projects, the less I have the oopmh to do this sort of personal writing.<br /><br />STEF: That brought tears to my eyes---the poem about poking into the anemone to feel life. Thank you for "seeing" me.<br /><br />CLOWN: "I save my truer self for my fiction"<br />You know, I can see that.<br />Of course I'm reading myself into them (how not?); but I see in the fiction you've posted chunks of raw bleeding flesh or exquisite shooting nerve pain. <br />E.g. The dance class = the pain of standing outside Eden looking in, after the fall from grace<br />and The children's teeth = how the fragments of death keep us re-experiencing loss over and over and over--are they gifts, because they keep the loved one in our presence? or curses, because they won't go away?<br /><br />MARGARET: "it feels dangerous to say "I matter""<br />I struggle with this over and over too, from every possible direction. Like, the Gulf is awash in oil and I'm blogging about my tooth?<br />Or, You're almost 50, get over "it" already (where "it" every pain I've ever felt.<br />But you know, I don't honestly believe those inner voices--they are the voice of reduction, and I believe in expansion.<br />Each of us DOES matter. <br />Since "us" is a collection of 'I's", each "I" is gifted with the chance to live as bigly as possible. <br />Whatever that means to each "I" is up to that individual. <br /><br />I think it's way too easy to disclose too much on this modern technology. There are so few checks and balances.<br />One of the best pieces of advice I ever got was when I bought my first laptop and a stranger turned to me as I left the store with my Apple in a box and said to me, "Take it slow!"<br /><br />FISMO: I don't know if there's a blog called "Going down to the bones" but there's a great book about writing called "Writing Down the Bones," by Natalie Goldberg.<br /> It inspired and informed me, way back when, and it's probably somewhere behind the imagery I used in writing this post, along with a whole bunch of other influences.<br /><br />MOMO: Other people... that's a whole 'nother dilemma. <br />It's great to blog with the censorship off--sounds like a fresh more anonymous blog might offer a kind of liberation?Frescahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15323129046492056942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229875339727095184.post-8028461882007958832010-06-18T09:49:10.482-05:002010-06-18T09:49:10.482-05:00I have resigned myself to the dual situation that ...I have resigned myself to the dual situation that I am refraining from writing about many things in deference to people who have told me they don't want me to, yet knowing that they almost never read my blog. As a result, I'm writing less and less. Maybe I need to start up another one and not tell them about it.<br /><br />Your willingness to write truthfully is one your best qualities!momohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12149328149132703479noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229875339727095184.post-53081109655025365362010-06-17T23:12:03.900-05:002010-06-17T23:12:03.900-05:00Beautiful post! So happy, too, you are still blogg...Beautiful post! So happy, too, you are still blogging. Maybe you've even reinspired me! Going down to the bones (is there a blog named this?) would feel good ... but do even I want to know that much about myself? I guess I won't know until I try. I too loved all those great sentences/metaphors/expressions you've coined. Great blogging, girl!femminismohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05259380168965137800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229875339727095184.post-21585242476305508282010-06-17T23:01:21.309-05:002010-06-17T23:01:21.309-05:00All I have to say is: para-verse.
(That is not al...All I have to say is: para-verse.<br /><br />(That is <i>not</i> all I have to say.)<br /><br />I was just thinking about this: I was going to post a picture set in my room, but I thought "they can't know where I sleep, christssake!"<br /><br /><i>I've come out about so many things so many times, the closet door fell off.</i><br /><br />I love this image.<br /><br />I think part of the reason someone might be hesitant to blog honestly, is that you usually blog about something on the premise that it matters; and it feels dangerous to say "I matter" because there are a lot of other nouns in the world - it feels silly, so you blog about stuff you can be sure doesn't amount; that way if anyone's laughing, you're laughing with them, (even if you don't think it's funny).<br /><br /> . . . somehow similar to the Voice of the Sock Monkey.Marzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05258262409718943594noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229875339727095184.post-43568471818992185932010-06-17T22:18:42.730-05:002010-06-17T22:18:42.730-05:00One more thing. This - "I rarely mentioned m...One more thing. This - "I rarely mentioned my mother's suicide, but looking over some of the posts I'd saved, I can tell it's the ever-present baseline." - is marvelous. That phrase "ever-present baseline" is so succinct, and honest, and true.<br /><br />Glad you ask us to come in. Glad to be here.Clowncarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02219213001049223673noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229875339727095184.post-71431414126666769432010-06-17T22:11:29.080-05:002010-06-17T22:11:29.080-05:00A brave piece of writing, Fresca.
I love this: &q...A brave piece of writing, Fresca.<br /><br />I love this: "When we present ourselves to the world as smooth and seamless, we allow each other no way in, no way into life together." Showing contradictions and brokenness, cautioning not to present ourselves as complete and fully formed. As we never are.<br /><br />Though I must confess I pretty much do just that. I'm not too naked in my own blogging. I present my life and self as pretty seamless, though I do let the occasional broken edge show. I'd like to believe I save my truer self for my fiction. That a deeper honesty can be obtained through fiction than non-fiction. There's truth in that. It's a different kind of naked. But I must admit I like that distance that fiction allows.Clowncarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02219213001049223673noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229875339727095184.post-75692975797927509012010-06-17T17:53:03.923-05:002010-06-17T17:53:03.923-05:00Jeeeezuzzz! I love you, grrrl! Thank you for your...Jeeeezuzzz! I love you, grrrl! Thank you for your gifts of willingness and waiting and not waiting to jump anyway and of wisdom! you are helping to make my own getting shit done feel more purposeful and therapeutic than it seems most of the time! Cuz of course, I'm engaged in sifting through artifacts from my and daughters' pasts...<br />In response to this and some other words, here's what I meant to share through your blog back in April, but didn't: a poem by the English born Tasmanian Sarah Day, from her first published collection, A HUNGER TO BE LESS SERIOUS.<br /><br />Anemones<br /><br />It occurred to me today, the difference, <br />yours and mine, out there among the rockpools<br />on the beach. <br /><br />Even now you hang back,<br />loath to touch the fleshy female forms<br />recoiling from the plump translucent lips<br /><br />of scarlet sea creatures--phantom lives<br />which float unanchored and without direction<br />beneath the glassy surface.<br /><br />Oblivious to sound and touch and smell you only see<br />and only what you want to see. <br />A little boy you knelt for hours on end<br /><br />beside the smooth shallows,<br />absorbed by tiny patterns, subtle shadows,<br />species only patience will reward.<br /><br />I could not wait, I liked to see things move,<br />to hold them in my hand, to feel a hundred<br />tickling legs wriggling through finger spaces.<br /><br />It gave you the willies the way I'd poke inside<br />the magic sequined rings of broken shale and shell<br />to feel the life inside respond and hold.<br /><br /><br />Keep doin' what you love and lovin' what you do!<br /><br />StefalalaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229875339727095184.post-44362602015438828442010-06-17T15:39:31.441-05:002010-06-17T15:39:31.441-05:00When you go into yourself, Fresca, there is always...When you go into yourself, Fresca, there is always beauty. It takes a great deal of courage to put the posts out that are showing your emotional bones. Those are the ones I wait for while enjoying everything in between. This is one of those I wait for, knowing it will come, but never when.<br /><br /><br />There should be a place in the communications book for this history. Maybe you will do another book about people's stories of being freed (or not) by communications technology.Lillnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7229875339727095184.post-81905409347853685552010-06-17T15:20:45.080-05:002010-06-17T15:20:45.080-05:00Love the skeleton drawing.
Also, love your two de...Love the skeleton drawing.<br /><br />Also, love your two descriptions of yourself. I mean, it's so true, if I wanted to come up with a succinct little overview of Who I Am I could come up with easily half a dozen, none of which had much in common. So interesting.<br /><br />I'm glad you started blogging again.Rudyinparishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13527306418916412817noreply@blogger.com