tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916332485223671615.post9000454551714568946..comments2023-09-30T08:53:15.486-07:00Comments on Shelly Lowenkopf's Blog: The Dramatic Genomelowenkopfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05198658136254028258noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916332485223671615.post-40944080672246559492008-08-31T08:57:00.000-07:002008-08-31T08:57:00.000-07:00This post is so helpful and such a brilliant, rich...This post is so helpful and such a brilliant, rich and validating concept.Querulous Squirrelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11708026581220562733noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916332485223671615.post-52211521294579065132008-08-30T06:49:00.000-07:002008-08-30T06:49:00.000-07:00I write to remind myself I'm free.Free to travel a...I write to remind myself I'm free.<BR/><BR/>Free to travel across time and space, free to introduce myself to dead total strangers and have an engaging chat, free to imagine anything -- as long as my magic carpet is woven tight enough to carry me, free to dance in between photons, free to incarnate rhizome selves when and where they find fertile ground.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for this post. Better than coffee to fire up the continuation of what I'm writing about today.Lori Witzelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04744273435691506484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916332485223671615.post-72905648007409246962008-08-29T11:20:00.000-07:002008-08-29T11:20:00.000-07:00The temple at Delphi holds the best advice for all...The temple at Delphi holds the best advice for all writers, "Know Thyself" Because in knowing ourselves, we recognize that the characters who introduce themselves to us are the portraits of our own anarchists, our own rogues, and lovers, and theives, and heroes, and villains, fools, and scholars. The genome of storytelling is that of a torch to light the way to self discovery, as the writer uncovers their own journey, at least to my way of thinking. Some days the journey seems mundane and routine, like a horse plodding for miles across a plain, and the wind blowing the grass in dizzy-making waves. But then somewhere the horse may step in a hole, or a threatening animal or person may appear, or another rider may join for a time, and suddenly the mundane becomes a vehicle for excitment. But always there is soemthing discovered about ourselves, how we react, what we value, why we react the way we do, or why we value what we value. Surprise, suspense, motivation, all lead to one result... discovery. And discoveries are often found amongst those things that on the surface do not appear very exciting or interesting at all.Wild Irishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06155848340128070251noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916332485223671615.post-13424979509492476642008-08-29T07:43:00.000-07:002008-08-29T07:43:00.000-07:00Just what I needed to read today. Thanks.Just what I needed to read today. Thanks.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916332485223671615.post-70848490100903221952008-08-29T06:12:00.000-07:002008-08-29T06:12:00.000-07:00I write for a million little reasons. When I canno...I write for a million little reasons. When I cannot find words to speak, I use my writing voice. When I hope to connect, I write. When I want to entertain myself, I write. When I want to shake things up or, as you suggested, play the anarchist, I write. I could go on but the point is it has taken me a long time to understand why I write and I would be a fool to say I've uncovered all the reasons. I discover new ones each time I work at my craft. If I wasn't growing in such a manner, I believe I'd simply stop. <BR/><BR/>I like this idea of a genome. And I especially like the freedom and honesty that lives within a piece of writing before the editor puts their hands on it. In that original work, one can find the handprint of the caveman.<BR/><BR/>IAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com