The End.
Of course anytime we end our stories with this magical invocation, we're merely drawing attention to the fictional nature of our narrative again.
There is never a "The End." At least not yet. We're all working toward them and hoping about them (endings), but the artificial closure that gives a sense of poetic unity and wholeness to the narrative that we're completing is wholly a device of the human imagination. It measures out our main character's growth as being complete enough. It measures out the distance travelled as being a sufficient world.
The End.
So it's with the celebration of a storyteller who's loved telling this story, and the ambivalence of an observer / character who hopes that our own worlds and our own characters will not be completely frozen or captured or stunted in this telling, that I bid adieu to the Back Burner.
The most fufilling part of the storytelling by far has been your generous listening and kind responses. Your audience-ness has made me a better person as well as a better teller. Thanks.
Go in....
peace~
There is never a "The End." At least not yet. We're all working toward them and hoping about them (endings), but the artificial closure that gives a sense of poetic unity and wholeness to the narrative that we're completing is wholly a device of the human imagination. It measures out our main character's growth as being complete enough. It measures out the distance travelled as being a sufficient world.
The End.
So it's with the celebration of a storyteller who's loved telling this story, and the ambivalence of an observer / character who hopes that our own worlds and our own characters will not be completely frozen or captured or stunted in this telling, that I bid adieu to the Back Burner.
The most fufilling part of the storytelling by far has been your generous listening and kind responses. Your audience-ness has made me a better person as well as a better teller. Thanks.
Go in....
peace~
posted by Redbaerd at 11:59 PM
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...dang it!
That last post felt a little like a video you watch that someone recorded before they a) died, or b) were raptured.
It also felt a little like the pre-first century, pre life-after-death, jewish idea of the messiah coming -- and the end of all things. Or they would say:
the culmination of all things.
they seem to find that closure malarkey comforting too.
culminate all you want buddy, but I don't want all things to end.
I know it makes our "characters complete" and "poetic unity" and blah-frikin-blah, blah, blah.
I don't ever remember putting "poetic unity" on my christmas list.
And where will pastors get thier ideas for sermons?
Secretly I (and I assume others) are holding tenaciously to the (very realistic) hope that this "shut down" is merely a publicity stunt.
That's right folks. The backburner is closed down...
and then a week later...
The new FRONTBURNER has been lit. Two blog entries per day!!
Sneak Peeks at the almost-completed novel.
Every month is NANOBLOGO month!
People would still wander into the desolate backburner from time to time.
With hunched shoulders they would come to browse through old posts, lying limp, like discarded idea shrouds.
But then a heavenly being, clothed in white, would radiantly bellow:
"Why do you seek the blogging among the infrequently blogging? He is not here..."
This is my hope. I am a believer. You won't find me back in my fishing boat.
-My world of denial is my tribute.
Tenderly I remain,
The Moron
well, so long then back burner. i thought things were getting a little stale anyway. fyi, coming later this week is the "efficial guide to brain elves blog"...
seriously, though, just between us, what's the address of your new blog?
Here you go David, but don't pass this on to too many people. We don't want things to get overrun again...
www.thenewfrontburner.blogspot.com
Ok, the lack of comments paying tribute to what may have been the best blog of the century causes me to believe that a few may have actually been bamboozled by
"thenewbackburner" scam.
Is this possible?
-the Moron
I don't know what to say. I thought I understood and came to grips with the conclusion of this blog, but in it's absence I now realize that this was a significant five minute daily ritual! What am I to do with that now-vacant five minutes that will add comparitive value to my day?
A few of the things I've tried just haven't done it:
Driving to the sheep farm down the road and back three times in a row..
Counting the containers of unidentifiable leftovers in the fridge...
calling my cell phone from my land-line and leaving myself a message..
Listening to Over The Rhine's classic,"Poop in the Potty" almost twice..
Come back, doggone it!
I still check every day. Just in case...
well, i already miss it. i do feel however, there should have been a final episode to prepare me emotionally.
Andrew,
Today is the second day I've had my own blog up, motivated in part by you and by a few other friends who kept nagging me to start one. So, after successfully launching mine (don't go to it yet, there is only a dummy post--it's not that successful, I'm an amateur), I decided to check out yours again. And this is what I find? I feel so betrayed.
The irony.
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