To Reach The Green Light At The End Of The Pier
FOR AS LONG AS IT TAKES: "We are saving ourselves through the words," says Eleanor, the leading lady of a novel-in-progress. This exploration into the creative process -- which includes plenty of distractions/tangents /thoughts & rants by Eleanor, her Biographer, and selected guest artists -- will continue until Eleanor is certain her story is "right." (But we dare not jump ahead of ourselves.)
There will be the occasional typo (as Eleanor points out), and much of this is intended to be "original draft" -- what comes out of our mouths (heads) first, and then set down in that order. Not all of it will be included in the novel, but all of it is happening in real time.
Monday, January 26, 2009
"We stop being random -- stop being numbers."
Eleanor: This is just one of those things, like numbers, like random numbers, you know? I mean, how numbers follow patterns but they're still random, like the lottery, like those little white ping pong balls bouncing around in the machine and what number pops out after the next number after the next number, well -- if you look at yesterday's numbers and tomorrow's numbers, you're sure to see at least one or two duplicates, but if you look at two or three days ago, you won't see any duplicates, unless you are comparing that day with the day after or the day before. But then, on very rare occasions, one number can go from day one to day three, and then repeat on day six, and come up a dozen times more in the next twenty bounces in the machine, and then after that, not bounce out for weeks or months. This is just one of those things that seems like it's random but you start noticing the patterns, and if you notice the patterns, you can follow them -- the patterns -- are you hearing me? -- you can follow them until they tell what the missing pieces of the puzzle are, or what the missing last sentence is, or even what the beginning sentence should be. You can work the patterns forward for backward, it doesn't matter, because random thinks both ways. It tries to trick you. And people, they know this trickery, by God they know, even if they don't think they do. Just follow me a moment on this. I mean, how many times you hear somebody talk about a baby being born. And somebody in the family will say years later, or sooner: your number was called, and so you arrived, and we've been so happy ever since. Or -- it works at the end, this trickery, with dying. Your number has been called, sorry buddy but you're a goner, dead as a doornail -- or dead as the random number that came up and won't ping pong bounce out again for another three months. By then -- and this is what I'm getting at -- by then -- well, by then ... it's not your random number anymore. It's somebody else's. So you need to look out for the numbers and notice the patterns and see the beginnings and the endings and take good care, because if you see all of this -- if you are so intuitive and notice -- you just might be saving somebody's life, and that even might be your own life, and if you're a writer, for example, it might even be the character you've created. Because she has a number too, you know? But you need to remember than in all of this randomness with all of its patterns, that eventually the numbers, like the character you've created, or the person you know or the person you are -- well, everybody -- I mean, we -- have -- a -- name. We stop being numbers. Right then and there. We stop being random. We stop being part of the pattern, part of the machine. And then -- that's when we start being, you know? I mean, being, you hear me? Being!
ELEANOR says: "Please turn the page. Keep reading."
For more of Eleanor and her Biographer -- as well as the work of our many guest artists -- check out the older postings. "Everything is part of the process, and the process is the journey," Eleanor says.