Take me to church – and back (5).

Lucas Dewaele, dagboek

Allerlaatste loodjes aan de opbouw van de expo ‘Er was eens Niets’.

Zaterdag 5 maart, om 19h30, de vernissage. Iedereen welkom.

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Day 34 of 90: Fimuk #SupportIndieAuthors #ASMSG #IARTG #IAN1 #Inspiration

I don’t give a crap what you think. I mean that in the best way possible. I’ve been told plenty of times that I’m an upfront a-hole, I tend to dig myself holes that are difficult to recover from. It’s like I suffer from Insert Foot Into Mouth Up To The Knee Syndrome, or FIMUK.

I have the most unenviable timing, and tend to speak before I think. I tend to find writing in the written word much easier to communicate my thoughts. Not for any reason other than I can put whatever I want, and if I don’t like it, I can take it back.

Try doing that with words. Much more difficult, if not impossible. You can never unsay what you have said, the best you can do is apologize for it.

Even the written word isn’t immune to this inevitable position. Something you write is going to upset someone. The way you meant words are going to be misinterpreted by others, you need to prepare for this as an author, and back your preparations up with proper research. Or you can ignore the chafe, and continue to create your own lore. We’re all writing our life legends one day at a time.

Is there anything we can do about time’s perspective of us? I know that positions on personal issues continue to change on a daily basis. What’s alright today maybe taboo tomorrow. What was taboo in the past, is well on its way to becoming the new norm.