MONSTERVISION...
I read other blogs from time to time, and then I feel like crap. My writing sucks SO much in comparison to some others out there. The ultimate goal was to use this blog to springboard my creative process and write short stories again. I haven't had an idea for a short story for SO long. I stopped. Mainly, well, as my blog does reveal, I am not that good of a writer. My ideas are rather stupid. I lose interest in what I am writing quickly, and then I wind up shelving my work to never be looked at again. I guess my want to write again stems from the boredom I have been feeling. The only thing that keeps me busy is my work, and I want more. The State of Illinois has reminded me that a birthday lurks close-by when they sent me a notice that I needed a new driver's license (I got that today. From past experience, smaller areas make the DMV less of a pain-in-the-ass. I wasn't wrong. I was there all of ten minutes. I am not looking forward to four years from now when the DMV will once again summon me with a reminder I am old. I only hope I am in position to walk in and out again. My heart often reminds me that I long for those days where I was pained in the ass. When I turned twenty-one, I rushed to get my new license; however, the line I stood in for awhile stifled the rush. By the time I got the plastic, I wasn't too thrilled about my new drinking status. I can remember thinking unholy thoughts towards the process, and cursed the Secretary of State for having ever been elected. Now, I long for it. What a silly world? I guess you take the boy out of the city, but you can't take the city out of the boy). I haven't really done much in the time I've spent walking among you all. Yes, I got quite educated. Big deal! It's the little things! THE LITTLE THINGS! I don't have many of those. I've spent too much time on the big things, I let the little things go. I have plans, mind you. I have MONSTERVISIONAL plans. So, here I sit.
I am looking forward to the holidays. They mean two weeks not being here. I get to see friends and family, and take part in a very good New Years Eve party. Good friends! Good beer! A good floor to pass out on! Add some chicken wings, and we've got heaven. I need the time away from my regular life. It's a good time to think about renewal options. The pending new year is offering some change. What to do with the remainder of my life? I think for starters, I should read a bit more. I hear reading really helps in the writing (and vice versa). I think I will try to find some sort of movie club. After seeing "No Country for Old Men," I am reminded I need some good intellectual debate. The story was about good and evil. How much evil can we fight before the cost is ourselves? Where are the people that can discuss this with me? Again, most of the people around me went to see Alvin and the Chipmunks. The few people in the theater hated the movie I saw because the ending offered no hope. But, if you see the film, is there anyway it could've ended? Is there anyway one could even put an end to the evil represented by ... I don't know the actor's name. Nevertheless, Tommy Lee Jones decided he'd rather live out his remaining years alive. After all, there is no country for old men. Evil lurks. So, yeah, I need somebody to debate these topics. I had some of that today when I watched a "Christmas Carol." My question, Who is Scrooge and why is he offered such a lavish chance at redemption? Why was he given that choice? Why did Marley care enough for such a pitiful man that he would visit and make the offer? The debate I had with my friend was good.
Anyway, I have to run. So, I shall leave you with this thought.... Crap! I have no thought to leave you with! DAMN!
Later.
I am looking forward to the holidays. They mean two weeks not being here. I get to see friends and family, and take part in a very good New Years Eve party. Good friends! Good beer! A good floor to pass out on! Add some chicken wings, and we've got heaven. I need the time away from my regular life. It's a good time to think about renewal options. The pending new year is offering some change. What to do with the remainder of my life? I think for starters, I should read a bit more. I hear reading really helps in the writing (and vice versa). I think I will try to find some sort of movie club. After seeing "No Country for Old Men," I am reminded I need some good intellectual debate. The story was about good and evil. How much evil can we fight before the cost is ourselves? Where are the people that can discuss this with me? Again, most of the people around me went to see Alvin and the Chipmunks. The few people in the theater hated the movie I saw because the ending offered no hope. But, if you see the film, is there anyway it could've ended? Is there anyway one could even put an end to the evil represented by ... I don't know the actor's name. Nevertheless, Tommy Lee Jones decided he'd rather live out his remaining years alive. After all, there is no country for old men. Evil lurks. So, yeah, I need somebody to debate these topics. I had some of that today when I watched a "Christmas Carol." My question, Who is Scrooge and why is he offered such a lavish chance at redemption? Why was he given that choice? Why did Marley care enough for such a pitiful man that he would visit and make the offer? The debate I had with my friend was good.
Anyway, I have to run. So, I shall leave you with this thought.... Crap! I have no thought to leave you with! DAMN!
Later.
posted by "Just" Joe at 4:51 PM
4 Comments:
That's funny. I was just watching another version of the Christmas Carol on Lifetime and wondered why Scrooge was given that chance. Hmmm Great minds! But I think Dickens just wanted his story told and by using this fictional character, he gave his readers a second chance at redemption. As for Marley, I think this was his way out of Hell. I'd like to think that in the afterlife, we have a little more wisdom as to the significance of the physical life.
"Gave his readers a second chance at redemption" ... is probably the best argument I've heard all day. As for Marley getting out of hell? I don't buy that one... Look at all those chains! Shit! He ain't going nowhere! :)
How would Marley know about the visit of the 3 spirits if he hadn't gotten that info from somewhere? perhaps...divinely
If you take the story literally, I suppose you have a point. However, I was thinking further that perhaps the entire incident was actually a figment of Scrooge's imagination. The story had a general theme of GUILT. The first story we witness of his past is of Scrooge at boarding school. The reason he was there was simply because he was blamed for the death of his mother (child birthing him). His dad blamed him. Scrooge felt guilty for her death as a result. And, every story there after PAST, PRESENT, FUTURE all showed Scrooge's actions that cuased pain, similar to the pain he supposedly caused his father. Thus, one can interpret that Scrooge would feel guilty. He didn't help Tiny Tim -- guilt. He didn't warm up to Fred. Guilt! Scrooge lived in a world of guilt. He made a mess, thus forced to live in guilt. I would surmise that perhaps this guilt would gnaw at his psyche. Mainly, because of all the Catholic guilt I feel, it gnaws at my own... Furthermore, the story begins with Scrooge blowing off his nephew and similarly a charity organization. Being that Christmas is a season for giving, Scrooge, subconciously felt guilty for his actions. Hell, I bet he even felt guilty regarding his partnership with Marley. So, with all that guilt, he began to "visualize" the guilt. Marley didn't set up his redemption. Scrooge himself. It was as if that part of him said, "Enough! We don't have to be this way, and here's why!" Then we have his visions of the spirts. I would like to argue that Scrooge's redemption was self imposed, because he felt guilty... does that make any sense?
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