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Thursday, August 19, 2004

On "Err" 

The old mind-body problem, namely the problem of keeping aloft an agile mind in a constantly abused and all too fragile body, haunts Jack once again today. But not one of his more profound writings. Surely a man of his refinements can bring himself to find more to say about urban marine architecture and its discontents?

One worries that Clinomania is suffering from the strange disease of chroniclism that affects so many of our young writers. Merely annotating one's every action, every change of scenery, does not a true arc make. Consider: if the farmer, tilling the crude soil of New Hampshire, had used every stone he came upon in exactly that order to make his boundary wall, would that wall stand? No; it would crumble the first time a deer sat on it to eat his sandwich. We look to Jack to be careful, like the mason (and the Masons (wink)) and use only those stones that fit just right. Should he have a certain malformed stone or life-event, set it aside, for when it might later be useful. Our finest writers have a gift for carefully dolloping out time's passage, ladling carefully the events of their character's lives, rather than merely dumping the whole saucepot in front of hungering orphans.

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With any luck, regular readers of Somenotions may notice in the near future an added voice. Keep watch. . .

posted by SC  # 11:08 AM
Comments:
dear somenotions,
i find your comments (re:'chroniclism' in clinomania's august 17 blogspot) interesting and true to an extent, but i fear i might be guilty of similar tendencies myself. in order to spare myself some cognitive dissonance i will therefore argue that it is not necessarily up to the chronicler to decide what portions of his experience are significant for an audience, because indeed someone in that audience might appreciate something that clinomania himself might find entirely insignificant. and furthermore, that raises an important question - if he bothers to record it at all, does that not imply some sort of significance beyond something he does not record? personally i am in favor of recording everything, but that is not only impossible practically, it is impossible cognitively. so as not to be overrun with stimuli, the brain automatically employs sensory gating mechanisms to filter out irrelevant information, whether it be visual, auditory, etc. certainly this can be mediated by directed attentional processes. however, no perception or observation is insignificant, because if it is consciously perceived at all, it has won out over a slew of other potential perceptual stimuli that constantly bombard the nervous system that are not perceived. the significance of the act of recording or retelling is secondary to the initial significance of the fact that some thing or other has made its way into not only consciousness but long term memory. clinomania's observations of brown bunny posters may mean nothing to you, or even him, but i can tell you that because of that blog entry, i went to vincent gallo's website (i'd heard of him before, but only in the context of his flapping around new york trying to convince people that he and chloe sevigny are somehow interesting) and learned that he really is dumb, like i thought! check out "the big schlep," an essay for dutch magazine, writing section, vincentgallo.com.
sincerely,
elena in los angeles
 
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damn it, i think you already said something like that in this entry.
 
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