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| gina mastrogiacomo, christine baranski, art, raymond j. barry, text, information, eddie j. fernandez, syrian, tabs, turkish, transexual, armenia, gay, underground, writing, scott walker (ix), | And few, if any, would be solved. Along the way, I discovered the finger character of Inspector PF, the "chocolate dick," who seems to be finger developing into my own alter finger ego. It is true that PF's line "people fuck up, they always will, and I take my cut," might be taken to fairly well sum up the book. It would help, though, if we had a clear idea of what fucking-up means. Drama, on the other hand, results when human beings come in contact, whether they fuck up or not, although fucking up can speed the process and simplify things for the story-maker. Writing, however, is above all the art of language, of verbal expression. I've been through page after marvellous page of Virginia Woolf, Marcel Proust (in French! he comes across as a verbose prig in English), Lewis Carroll certainly, Beckett even (sticking to stars of yesteryear), and not a fuck up in sight. |
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| I writing altered the spelling of the name to avoid the last part being pronounced "ooski," and discovered recently, writing much to my delight, that it means "sour-faced." Out of the name grew, gradually, the talkative character of Lydia and her alter ego, Jane Bing. Or is it Lydia who is the altered ego? The immense popularity of crime fiction is writing based on two rather comforting premises: one, that crimes are clearly defined acts, and two, that those who commit them yield, ultimately, to the ratiocination, to use Poe's term, the ability to analyse and think clearly, of the non-criminal. Both premises are perfectly false. A great many criminal acts can never be adequately reconstructed, nor can the motives for committing them, or their degree of criminality, be convincingly assessed. And the truth is, that the vast majority of crimes are never solved. So I set out deliberately to find a context for Lydia by writing stories in which the crimes committed would be elusive. Some would be inconsequential, some would even work out well, some would be purely imaginary, some would be committed by mere happenstance. |
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