I hope it's all in the writing, somewhere.
Or not all, I still have to add stuff, in writing and "real life" :)
This website is for my son, one of my favourite writers.
Another favourite writer of mine is Lucia Berlin.
I read her stories and want to write like her, more, I want to be her. And I feel I want to stay alive, for a long time, that’s what her stories do.
I seem to have read somewhere that she was called a female Charles Bukowski.
I remember liking him well enough when it was sort of compulsory to read him, but not like that.
There is one of his stories with the title “Scream when you burn”.
I thought this was the absolute best title ever, perfect. But then I was disappointed by the actual story, it didn't deliver on the feelings and expectations the title had invoked in me. Take away: choosing a title is important? Or: there‘s no pleasing some people.
Maybe I should read it again, with my hard won maturity now.
When I was a teenager I also read “Tender”, Marc Childress' fictionalised account of Elvis’ life.
I underlined many sentences. There is a part when Elvis listens to a song by Nat King Cole on the radio, in the car, after his mother has died:
“It was comforting to hear someone who was so much better than he would ever be. Maybe he wouldn’t need to try so hard from now on.”
Today I know that it is not about being good or better than someone else, but about his mum dying. Well, that you lose people, and stuff, no matter how good you are, I guess.
And then it fits Lucia Berlin even better, how I feel reading her. It doesn’t mean I am not trying, and hoping, and sometimes succeeding on “my level”. But it is comforting that it doesn’t matter so much. Sometimes.