Films, Literature, Vampy times!, Writing

Anonymity

Dear Vinepire,

Do you remember watching the make out scenes in your favourite movies as a teenager, or reading steamy dialogue in a piece of erotica and secretly wondering : “How could they do this, knowing that their friends, siblings, spouses, their kids will get to see this?”. Sometimes, I feel the same way about blogging, and I know, there are no kissing scenes on this blog.

But back to the artists : how can they reveal so much about themselves, and I don´t mean nude scenes, but core beliefs, painful memories, dreams, while throwing their work into the public eye? As everyday people, we are bound to social conventions (to a point where we use preconceived opinions about the most mundane things) and to a sense of privacy. We instinctively keep things secret, just for the sake of secrecy. What would that stranger do with information that has only meaning to me, because it is mine? I would still never tell anyone except trusted friends about the day I stood up in front of my literature class and read, without noticing the slightest of sous entendres, a poem by Baudelaire featuring a woman dancing like a snake at the end of a stick… Just to end up listening to a long and elaborate praise from our teacher about the beautiful erotic imagery… I felt like the biggest creep in the universe, and did not look my professor in the eye for at least half of the school year… so yeah, embarrassing would be the word. And yet… I tell it to you, Vinepires… because I am anonymous. But most writers don´t use a pen name, just look at authors of erotica, like 50 Shades of Grey or the Sleeping Beauty series (although Anne Rice started publishing this one under another name, she soon revealed her real identity as author of the work). And there does not seem to be much embarrassment involved…

I admire them for doing it, but just don´t understand the mechanics of that process, and so I turn to you, dear reader, for an explanation for this phenomenon. Why is there no place for blushing, once something is brought into the spotlight?

Thank you so much for reading,

Your Vine Vampire

PS : And don´t hesitate to share some embarrassing stories of yours, I´m feeling left alone here!

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Literature, Writing

Architects and Gardeners

“I think there are two types of writers, the architects and the gardeners. The architects plan everything ahead of time, like an architect building a house. They know how many rooms are going to be in the house, what kind of roof they’re going to have, where the wires are going to run, what kind of plumbing there’s going to be. They have the whole thing designed and blueprinted out before they even nail the first board up. The gardeners dig a hole, drop in a seed and water it. They kind of know what seed it is, they know if planted a fantasy seed or mystery seed or whatever. But as the plant comes up and they water it, they don’t know how many branches it’s going to have, they find out as it grows. And I’m much more a gardener than an architect.”
― George R.R. Martin

Dear Vinepire,

I have stumbled upon this fascinating description of writing styles by the author of the Game Of Thrones series. I usually hear the terms “outliners” and “those without outline”, but find the image he offers us much more accurate. What do you think of his explanation, do you agree with the imagery he uses?

Thank you for reading,

Your Vine Vampire

PS : Are you more of a gardener or an architect?

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Literature, Writing

Stop the book-DIY!

Dear Vinepire,

The book-sacrifice must stop. I think those crafts are pretty, inspiring, and absolutely unjustified. The thing that disturbs me here is not the use of word-filled pages as artistic material. We always incorporated what was considered precious into our artworks, just look at the marble and expensive paint! We also destroyed what was beautiful (and I´m not referring exclusively to Fontcuberta´s Fauna) to offer to our Muse.

The problem lies in what the owner of the book feels when killing his copy : it will be worth more to me once I can do more with it than reading. Or does anyone cry over the victim of that sacrifice? Of course not, we only rip out the pages we consider covered in worthless material. Now here comes my question : when was the last time you read a book that made no addition to your life? Now don´t mention the bad quality of writing and the insulting ideas it contained. Bad reeds can be good for us, in some ways. They shake awake your sense of critical thinking and boost your self-confidence. Seriously. Stephen King talks about this magical moment, when you lye down a read and think : “I can do better than that!”. And here might be the beginning of a new book, maybe even a good one.

Back to your bookshelf : which book do you regret buying, or think you have lived long enough with? Choose one title, and then go back to the moment you laid it down with relief. Would your values be a foundation just as strong if you haven´t read it? Would the belief in your talent? See, the worst reading-experience of your life was really a beneficial one, just for different reasons. Don´t throw away the rock bottom you can go back to when you need to get reassured, it´s precious.

Thank you so much for reading,

Your Vine Vampire

PS : My worst read was a cookbook (now don´t accuse me of breaking the rules here, if you read a little further, you´ll see that it really was falsely labelled fiction). It was entitled “Recettes Végétariennes” (Vegetarian recipes) and featured a palette of side dishes… I wanted to cut the pages out, and certainly not to transform them into an artwork! The insulting underestimating of vegetarian cuisine it represented, and my disbelief as to the fact that something written with no knowledge about the subject (vegetarians don´t live of grass, there is protein involved!) got actually published were just the perfect foundation for dislike. It still stands proudly on the lowest floor of my kitchen shelf. I flip its pages on days when i lack cooking-inspiration : it makes every other recipe instantly look delicious.

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Literature, Vampy times!

Have you got the creeps?

Dear Vinepire,

When was the last time your fright took upper hand,  tied your throat in its icy grip and an invisible hand extinguished the lights in your room as a warm whisper crept into your ear, stinking of freshly spilled blood? Oh, and I don´t mean while watching a horror movie, I´m talking about books here.

In my  case, it was actually so long ago, I remember wearing Hello Kitty pajamas… I know, sad. But in all seriousness, do you still experience those creeps while reading? Because if not, we might just have to add another case to the endangered species list : scary books.

Thanks for reading, my fright-lovers,

Your Vine Vampire

PS : Please share any scary read you´d recommed me!

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Literature, Writing

Who made you write?

Dear Vinepire,

Who was the one? Come on, you know what I´m talking about. Was it your favourite young adult fiction writer (*ahem*, John Green) ? I guess it might also have been this brilliant journalist… Or that special someone, whose name you don´t pronounce in front of your parents. Are you maybe one of the lucky ones to have gotten the call from Stephen King´s page… or were it the classics who made you want to write?

If you came here, you probably felt this vocation at some point in your life, possibly too early to remember. But you became a story-teller, a writer. Did you ever wonder whose narrative voice woke that little, burning thing inside of you? I often ask myself how that first calling shapes people of the word, and so I ask you too :

Who made you a writer? And most importantly, how has that shaped your craft?

Thank you so much for reading,

Your Vine Vampire

PS : Although I never received a letter from Hogwarts, my passion for the magic of books got woken by J. K. Rowling… Thank you.

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