The cyclical...
…nature of my health habits is pretty consistent. I start getting bloated and overweight feeling (and weighing, although I usually avoid confirmation via the scale at this point) and this eventually leads me to swear off beer and snacks for a few months. It’s been a long while since I recommitted to that, and I’m consciously avoiding the scale, knowing I’ve let my weight creep up. It’s on me, but I have allowed the recent passing of Neil Peart and Lyle Mays to justify additional beer drinking in a nightly ritual of remembrance. However, this has segued into just a nightly routine of beer drinking along with television or reading.
So, it’s about time to get serious about calorie counting again. This is the method that has worked in the past, I have to be disciplined about it. If it were just extra weight without other adverse side effects, I’d probably ignore it, but it starts to affect my sleep and increased the various musculoskeletal maladies as well. Anywho, I’ve got enough beer on hand at present to get through next week, and with Opeth on Saturday, that will close things out for February and I’ll make March an abstinence month. I’ll see how I’m feeling and if it seems my weight's dropping, I’ll eventually step on the scale again. I’d like to at least get below 200 again, even though my ideal weight is probably 170-180 (based on being somewhat wiry underneath the layers of suet), I know just getting below that threshold results in feeling and sleeping better.
Now, on to the more fun stuff. Yesterday was a fairly solid day, with the requisite drums, keys, bass, exercise, dog walk, Korean study, and nearly thirty minutes of drawing. My writing yesterday was the journal, and I watched the next JCO lecture on addressing taboos. I’ve decided to try and plug along in her lecture series and choose the writing exercises a la carte because it seems like if you take on all her suggested writing and reading, the series will take a couple of years to finish, at least at the rate I read and write. The taboo lecture was very powerful. I gather a lot of her writing focuses on these sorts of topics. I haven’t read any of her stories to my memory, but I plan to rectify that gap. She highlights the history of women writers and how in the past, they were discouraged from writing in general, but if they did write, it was supposed to be about domestic subjects in line with the accepted roles of women in a patriarchal society.
It’s interesting to hear how subjects like domestic abuse and rape were just not talked about as if ignoring them would make them go away. In many ways, we live in a more enlightened age where these former taboos can be addressed in the open, but I know there are still many societies around the world that haven’t moved on from those darker days. My wife’s home country of Korea is still largely patriarchal, and it’s still fairly pervasive as far as I know; daughters are expected to get married and have children. I don’t regularly interact with young Koreans, so I have a feeling this may be seeing a generational shift, along with many other significant cultural shifts that have happened in the age of the internet.
Particulars aside, I think JCO hits on an important point that’s shared by Neil Gaiman in that a writer tells stories to reveal a deeper truth. Often the most upsetting events in our life shape so much of who we become, although we often suppress those memories and will rarely talk about them, even with our closest loved ones. For me, writing and my other creative endeavors are a way of learning just who I am and what I care about. The expression of this truth can manifest in various mediums, but specifics aside, the act of creating is a way of transferring a part of oneself into another form and revealing a bit of who I am and what is important to me.
Another integral part of her lecture on taboo was the technique of elliptical writing. She used Oscar Wilde’s “The Picture of Dorian Gray” as an example of when taboo couldn’t be addressed directly, and so it was expressed in a vague enough manner that avoided the literal homoerotic and left it to the subtext. I’m not sure if I picked up on it when I read it as a teenager, although it wouldn’t have necessarily fazed me if I did. I plan on a re-read in the future. I think the elliptical approach is something I’ve already used, at least in songwriting and often in my natural language and these blogs. I think it’s not only a useful technique for one who may have been forced by their particular situation, but I think it can also be an effective means of leaving things open to interpretation and not being overly literal. It’s sort of analogous to Neil Gaiman’s “truth in the lies” approach, in that you’re expressing a thought, feeling, or theme but leaving it open to the reader to find their truth.
I should also mention I finished reading “The Song of the Black Sword” by Michael Moorcock. I’ve come to realize that Moorcock has a history of repackaging many of his stories, and so what I thought were some stories I hadn’t previously read were included in the original paperbacks I read all those years ago. Within many of those paperbacks were sections that were more like short stories but part of the overall narrative. The paperback book that was third in the original series I read “The Weird of the White Wolf” was comprised of three stories, “The Dreaming City,” “While the Gods Laugh,” and “The Singing Citadel.” I suppose these could stand on their own, but they make more sense as part of a narrative. The only significant difference between SOTBS and how I read the series originally is the later publication of “Fortress of the Pearl,” which now comes after “Elric of Melniboné” and before “The Sailor on the Seas of Fate.” It’s been such a long time since I read these originally that it’s like reading them anew.
I’m still plugging along on the “Inside the Victorian Home,” which has proven to be a great resource alike “The Time Traveler’s Guide to Medieval England.” It’s amazing how different our cultures were just a few hundred years ago. I need to pick my next novel to read, and I think I should shift back to a classic so I can eventually start to whittle down this behemoth of a TBR list. I think I’ll go easy on myself and at least pick something a bit shorter this time, and I’m eyeing “Slaughterhouse-Five” or maybe “The Maltese Falcon.”