There is somewhat of a debate going on ...
It's about this blog.
I was lead to it through Steakbellie's blog. (sidebar: When I woke up this morning I never thought I'd be using the word steakbellie today.) I like his blog because he doesn't think too much or write too much or debate too much. He feels safe to me. I'll read. I may comment even. I don't feel like he's trying too hard. He just is. And just "ising" is a good thing in my book.
Anyway, he directed me to nothing's going to change my world. I read it - start to finish - and found myself in an internal debate. I later realized that others I know are debating as well. The debate is this: Is this blog real or is it fake?
Does Iris really exist, live this way, make these decisions and drink these drinks or is Iris (if that is her real name) simply a very smart girl (or boy) that is experimenting with fiction and just might get herself (himself) published.
You can, of course, decide for yourself.
By the way, isn't the iris that part of your eye that expands and contracts - letting in light or keeping it out - as needed? No, wait, that's the pupil. Shoot, I was going to make a really astounding parallel there.
Anyway, my view point is this:
I don't care.
I know, Birdy, call me naive. But truthfully I don't really think it matters. Because whether or not Iris's story is true, it is, in fact, truth.
There is truth in her words, her thoughts, feelings, defeats. I may not know if it is fact but I know it is real. And THAT is what draws me in to her story. We (by we, I mean the partially sane among us) recognize ourselves in her writing and in her story. THAT's what make it appealing.
So true or not, does it really matter? There is a difference, sure, between true stories and Truth stories. A true story is well, factual, I suppose. And a Truth story is one you read and say: I've felt that way, had that victory, said those words, had that hangover, regretting that decision, etc.
So now I'm asking myself if there is a difference between true life and a Truth life.
I'm sure I'll have some sort of graph or diagram by the end of the day.
How do you think I feel every morning, thats my real name!
As far as Iris goes, you hit dead on to what I could only circle around. It's not TRUE it's TRUTH. Thats why that blog is so appealing, because we all can relate to the feelings of humility, desire, failure, and loneliness.
The illustration is correct too. Truly Elegant thinking...almost as good as the circular diagram you did awhile back with the tiny gap between good looking and ugly. That was a concept I have been thinking about for a decade but cold never articulate..."she's so ugly she's almost beautiful"
Posted by: Steakbellie | October 13, 2005 at 02:24 PM
I hate that I always get cast in the role of Grumpy Smurph!
Oh.
Posted by: -Birdy- | October 18, 2005 at 07:23 PM
Why do you supposed that is?
Posted by: jenne | October 19, 2005 at 07:42 AM