Posted by:
Beth
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Date: April 23, 2011 07:30PM
I tend to gravitate toward solipsism (I'm sure *that's* surprising), and I'm trying to find a way to detach myself from my writing. The problem with drawing upon your life experiences in your work is that while you have a ton of material if you're an ancient artifact like me, you also often relive the emotions while you're trying to be cogent and engaging or funny. Funny is tough. Funny while pissed off or miserable is even tougher.
I want a narrative, but not necessarily an autobiography.
I remind myself of this piece by DFW, a review of Updike's _Toward the End of Time_, whenever I get stuck in me:
http://www.observer.com/node/39731. And then I remind myself that David Foster Wallace's criticisms of Updike could also apply to him. It's like a friggin' snake eating its tail.