Archive - May 28, 2011

Living The Great American Novel

The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation, the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for jouissance, l’objet petit a.

The words of Emerson, Ginsburg and Lacan rattle around in my mind as I confront the blank page of a blog post yet to be written and the discussions on Facebook of my high school class mates from over a billion seconds ago.

One of them wrote, “Is anyone (else) having any sort of mid life crisis?” and we all shared stories of the difficulties we’ve faced, the broken marriages, bankruptcies, frustrations with our careers, and other struggles that those of us who have crossed the half century line have confronted.

In another post, there was a mention of a play a bunch of us had been in back in high school.

You see, she was gonna be an actress
And I was gonna learn to fly.

Well, I did take flying lessons in the years between high school and where I am now and I sure my classmates have had their successes as well, but

Dreams have lost some grandeur coming true.

Ah yes, grandeur. I always used to talk not about having delusions of grandeur, but aspirations of grandeur. I still dream of writing the next great American novel.

I’ve often been told that you should only write what you know about, so until I get ready to write that great American novel, I guess I have to live out parts of it. Yet maybe, that is the best we can do, live our lives as if we are living the great American novel.

It is great to be back in touch with some of the characters from the early chapters and to wonder what the next chapter brings.

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