Not to quibble (but I will, chuckle)
"a good chunk of cathartic writing basically boils down to 'getting this off my chest', though there are others that belong to the 'piss 'n moan' club"
wouldn't this be one of those fine line distinctions that fall under the heading of subjective?
Hmmm...I find myself trying to re-phrase my question in my mind, because methinks if I find the answer unsatisfying then I worded my question(s) badly. and speaking of disclaimers? none of this has anything to do with anyone's work other than me trying to define what my goals are as a writer. (sigh..even that sounds lofty, huh?)
I think I'm confused again.
As I understand catharsis as applied to my own work, I do believe I agree. If not, I wouldn't have been burning all those marble notebook pages the past few days that were filled with a nauseating blue Christmas diatribe. But is such writing always a negative?
I realize I prolly sound defensive too, but I've been thinking too much again. Is it a bad thing to say, "this is how I feel about this"--and does something that simple in presentation negate any worth of artistry? Or is that just considered too easy?
For a long time my only "process" to writing was to sit here and try to figure out what I was feeling and then try to convey that as distinctly as I was able.
But lessseeeeee...I'm exploring here, Ali, bear with me. Elia Kazan--"On the Waterfront"--is it less artworthy because he found catharsis in the statement of the vehicle? And further, Arthur Miller's answer, "The Crucible"?
(not comparing my crappy how-blue-is-me poetry to them, of course, but I think you see what I'm getting at. You usually do see what I'm getting at, even when I don't. )
On occasion, here at Pip, I confess I tried doing what I thought of as writing exercize. When there were fewer forums, I would attempt to write a poem in every forum (nod--straight to keys of course) using appropriate mood and tone for each forum.
But while I did indeed distance myself emotionally from what I was feeling "at the moment", I had to "summon" up inspiration from the past, and "re-live" it in order to achieve the proper frame of mind to write from what I considered to be an honest place of spirit to be even touch each subject. (Much as a method actor would)
And I'm not asking questions to make any point, just exploring here, in as honest a state of befuddlement as I have ever been.)
So now will someone please tell me just what the hell am I talking about?
sighs and smiles
I'm still over here doing this--
Now if only I could learn to type with my forehead...