Case in point - Country singer Clint Black's lyrics before meeting Lisa Hartmann:
I still comb my hair the same,
Still like the same cologne...
And I still drive that pickup truck
That the same old bank still owns.
But since you left, everybody says
I'm not the guy they've known...
Lights are on, but nobody's home.
When I said I do, I meant that I will
'til the end of all time,
Be faithful and true, devoted to you,
That's what I had in mind when I said I do.
What. The. Hell. Jesus, look at yourself Clint. What happened, man? Where's your grit? Where's the heart?
Point is, good creative stuff seems to come from disharmony, discontent, and all those other disses. When people get all happy and soft, they get unbearably boring.
Munch's "The Scream". Need I say more? |
Bloggers are particularly susceptible to the effect. I've been totally hooked on blogs that were very creative and deep. Then the writer gets into a relationship, and the creativity and depth goes right out the window. Why should I lose my reading material because suddenly their lives have meaning?
The examples are endless. Was JD Salinger an outgoing, happy sort? Hell no, he was an edgy loner in love with an underage girl, and wanted to be alone in his misery. Holden Caulfield was Salinger's
young self.
And Hemmingway? Miserable. Married and divorced four times, finally he shot himself. The general themes of his work included war, wilderness and loss. "I love sleep," he once said. "My life has a tendency to fall apart when I'm awake."
I have friends who love to have fun. Then they get married, or into a relationship, and I don't hear from them for weeks or months at a time. Shit, people. Must you lose your edge just because you have found a steady lay, or someone to be gooshy over?
We should all, each of us, preserve a little corner of our hearts and minds to being totally unhappy. Allow that bitterness to sit there in the corner and fester. It will build character and keep you sharp. It makes the happy times seem even more happy.
Gah! The sun just came out. There goes my inspiration for this piece. Laters.
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Dave Morris is a part-time bitter dude who resides in the midwest, where winters are cold, gray and lifeless. He's not always unhappy, just sometimes. Especially after a country music and Jack Daniels bender.
12 comments:
You're spot on. When I get too happy I remember seeing grandma get run over by some reindeer, and it settles me right down.
So true. Some of my best writing comes from resentment and bitterness.
p.s. notice how good my blog has been lately.
p.s.s. But of course I am kidding!
p.s.s.s. And by kidding, I mean dead serious.
p.s.s.s.s. Do they make non-alcoholic Jack Daniels?
Awesome post. I'm gonna go chop off a finger and wave the bloody stump at people, just to show them how unhappy and fucked up I am. Then I'll go on a big drug bender, and when I leave intensive care, I'll write a motherfucking whopper of a great entry. Thanks for the inspiration!
Yeah, I think you're right on with this one. Misery makes for great creativity...
My life is so fucked up right now I could probably write "War and Peace." But... I don't blog so, there goes more wasted creativity.
I'll always be here for you Dave...I can't even get a date, let alone a relationship!
I may not be as genius as the rest but I'll be bitter for a long time to come. SO stop on over dude.
I like the way you said that Allow that bitterness to sit there, in the corner, and fester. It's good for you! It keeps you sharp.
*sneeze* ok, off to bed now! Nite!
DAVE ~ I LOVE YOUR NEW PIC! YOU ARE HOT!!!!
Holy shit! I'm one of those happy people... *sniff sniff*... I'll do my best to be less happy just for you!
I prefer the wisdom of Robby Roadsteamer to Clint Black:
"I put a baby in you,
'cuz you kep talkin' 'bout going to college..."
couldnt agree more!
I was just about to write the same exact post ... Great satire.
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