Fiction as a Virus that needs to scream

Thoughts:

  • “My basic theory is that the written word was actually a virus, that made the spoken word possible. The word has not been recognized as a virus because it has achieved a state of stable symbiosis with the host…” – William Burroughs
  • “The play soon becomes a cancer on the reality it is designed to capture. The more inclusive the play becomes, the more it needs to replicate, and the more it replicates the further it distances itself from the original sources: eventually the cancer becomes reality and reality becomes the cancer” – from http://scriptjr.nl/issues/1.2/themes-in-synecdoche-new-york-1-2.php
  • “That’s why Billy wants me to stop. Because every time I write a song, or every time I hear a song that’s real, it triggers a suicidal urge. And it’s not subtle. It says, ‘Do the math, this is right, you’ve got to go.’ Every single time. And he thinks it isn’t right that a mother of children has to fight a suicidal urge that is that attractive. That combination of beauty and death – it’s inappropriate.” – Kristen Hersh
  • “At the age of 16 Kristin Hersh was knocked off her bike, sustained a double concussion and started hearing music no one else could hear. This music blew in from the great beyond and bent her to its will. So Hersh formed a band, Throwing Muses, and sang songs in a trance, her head swaying, her gaze cast eerily out over the crowd. It was hard to tell whether the music was a response to her demons, a symptom of demons or – worst of all – the demon itself.”  – from http://www.guardian.co.uk/culture/2011/aug/22/kristin-hersh-memoir-interview-edinburgh
  • “So you spend your time in vague regret or vaguer hope that something good will come along, something to make you feel connected, something to make you feel cherished, something to make you feel loved. And the truth is is, I feel so angry! And the truth is, I feel so fucking sad! And the truth is, I’ve felt so fucking hurt for so fucking long and for just as long, I’ve been pretending I’m okay, just to get along! I don’t know why. Maybe because…no one wants to hear about my misery…because they have their own. Fuck everybody. Amen.” – from http://therumpus.net/2011/08/the-priests-monologue-from-synechdoche-new-york-2/
  • “According to Grossman, poetry issues from the desire to get beyond the human, the finite, the historical, and to reach the transcendent or divine. But as soon as the poet moves from the poetic impulse to the actual poem, the song of the infinite is compromised by the finitude of its terms. So the poem is always a record of failure because you can’t actualize the impulse that gave rise to it without betraying it.” – from http://believermag.com/exclusives/?read=interview_lerner
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