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foi_nefasteAh. Yes. St-Patrick's day. The town I come from (which is fairly small, really) has one of the biggest parades in North America, since it's formed almost entirely from Irish immigrants and their descendants. And, since it's mostly country-folk, the parade has a fairly large lot of incredibly beautiful horses. Which means that, come hell or high water, I'm out of Montreal next weekend, and going to see my parents... I want to see the pretty horses! And the almost unlimited quantities of Irish whiskey doesn't hurt, either.
And now, a rant :
The people no longer seek consolation in art. But the refined people, the rich, the idlers seek the new, the extraordinary, the extravagant, the scandalous.
—Pablo Picasso
While I don't much like his art, the man might have had a point. That would also explain the thoroughly pitiful state of what is now being published - the people want adventurous, post-modern, experimental style and writing... but have we actually forgotten, oh say, grammar and spelling?
Can someone tell that I'm getting vaguely exasperated with writers who seem to think that by stating the obscene in new ways, they have discovered Art, and can now go on to ignore all conventions of writing? I've no real problems with experimental writing - e.e. cummings as an example - but it should clearly be an experiment in style, not an exercise in gross ignorance. Art isn't determined by obscenity or by ignoring grammar and spelling - it's made by new ideas stated in a way that is striking. ...Think Poe and Gaiman instead of Anne Rice. Style counts, people. Use it, dammit.
*gets off her soapbox*
And now, a rant :
The people no longer seek consolation in art. But the refined people, the rich, the idlers seek the new, the extraordinary, the extravagant, the scandalous.
—Pablo Picasso
While I don't much like his art, the man might have had a point. That would also explain the thoroughly pitiful state of what is now being published - the people want adventurous, post-modern, experimental style and writing... but have we actually forgotten, oh say, grammar and spelling?
Can someone tell that I'm getting vaguely exasperated with writers who seem to think that by stating the obscene in new ways, they have discovered Art, and can now go on to ignore all conventions of writing? I've no real problems with experimental writing - e.e. cummings as an example - but it should clearly be an experiment in style, not an exercise in gross ignorance. Art isn't determined by obscenity or by ignoring grammar and spelling - it's made by new ideas stated in a way that is striking. ...Think Poe and Gaiman instead of Anne Rice. Style counts, people. Use it, dammit.
*gets off her soapbox*
