mysterious postcard
Feb. 6th, 2002 09:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elionwyrBack in 1995, I received a postcard, which is a rarity for me. It was signed "NB" and the handwriting was familiar but unplaceable. The postmarks were from Egypt and Canada. I was totally confused..until I looked closer and realized that the postcard was an ad for a new book by Nick Bantock, author of the Griffin and Sabine books, and this postcard was a response to one of my sporatic "thank you for writing this book" notes I send out to various authors that either inspire or touch me.
So tonight I got to listen to him pontificate about writing, and then listen to him read selections from his works.
A great deal of his actual lecture on writing was a god joke, as it fit well into discussions I've had and read in other LJs. Due to a fussy baby, I wasn't able to hear how he described, writing, so I ventured over to his website, www.nickbantock.com (which I strongly recommend!!)..
~~
(in reference to the classic definition of duende: "The ability to attract others through personal magnetism and charm.
[Spanish dialectal charm, from Spanish ghost.]"
The definition of Duende that you came accross is close but too
literal to give true meaning. In 'The Forgetting Room' I made duende
the heart of the story.
Here's too quotes from the book:
The duende is a power.
The duende is of the earth...the dark sounds,
a struggle not a concept.
The duende is not in the throat, it surges up
from the soles of the feet.
It is of blood, of ancient culture, of creative action.
It calls one out.
Garcia Lorca
The second quote comes from a poet I invented for the purpose:
Duende is silent, near-by, a pregnant, and overwhelming power...it is
death, life, and fate...the consummation of risk and knowledge. Made
visible it is huge, potent, patient, but less tolerant than anything
the human will can grasp. Duende ia a sweet bliss that will infiltrate
the bloodstream like toxin.
Simone
~~~~
My mind is still racing; I want to be lyrical, thoughtful, insightful; but I'm rather stuck right now on, "He's writing art, and I'm writing Barbie."
Still..am very glad I went. :)
So tonight I got to listen to him pontificate about writing, and then listen to him read selections from his works.
A great deal of his actual lecture on writing was a god joke, as it fit well into discussions I've had and read in other LJs. Due to a fussy baby, I wasn't able to hear how he described, writing, so I ventured over to his website, www.nickbantock.com (which I strongly recommend!!)..
~~
(in reference to the classic definition of duende: "The ability to attract others through personal magnetism and charm.
[Spanish dialectal charm, from Spanish ghost.]"
The definition of Duende that you came accross is close but too
literal to give true meaning. In 'The Forgetting Room' I made duende
the heart of the story.
Here's too quotes from the book:
The duende is a power.
The duende is of the earth...the dark sounds,
a struggle not a concept.
The duende is not in the throat, it surges up
from the soles of the feet.
It is of blood, of ancient culture, of creative action.
It calls one out.
Garcia Lorca
The second quote comes from a poet I invented for the purpose:
Duende is silent, near-by, a pregnant, and overwhelming power...it is
death, life, and fate...the consummation of risk and knowledge. Made
visible it is huge, potent, patient, but less tolerant than anything
the human will can grasp. Duende ia a sweet bliss that will infiltrate
the bloodstream like toxin.
Simone
~~~~
My mind is still racing; I want to be lyrical, thoughtful, insightful; but I'm rather stuck right now on, "He's writing art, and I'm writing Barbie."
Still..am very glad I went. :)
