Somehow I got a refund of $406.00 for Cobra insurance I paid last year. They say I overpaid. I’ll take it.
Today we drove to Woodstock to attend a literary panel about personal essay writing, featuring some heavy hitter writers.
Many of you know I was a serious writer who got his MFA in 2005 because September 11th unsettled me. I had all this unresolved grief and wrote a screenplay about a guy who lost his mother twice: once to mental illness; then upon her death. The story is about closure, and family dysfunction.
I also wrote a memoir that was really sad and disturbing.
My screenplay got some recognition, but didn’t win the cigar. Second place, honorable mentions, but not what I needed to move forward…
Then with my non fiction writing I kinda made the big time by getting a story approved by a powerful editor at the Hudson Review which would of changed my life, but later in the process it got rejected by a review board and canned.
Another big deal was getting on a short list to attend Breadloaf Writer’s Conference. In this conference you basically have to be invited and only about 235 get to attend. The people who get to attend basically meet face to face with editors, publishers, and agents so they kinda bypass the “gatekeeping” that keeps people under the radar.
So I have been like John Goodman, who was nominated for Emmy Awards 7-8 times, but never got one. When asked about the lost possibility after the Roseanne scandal, he said something to the effect that if it hasn’t happened by now it never will, and I’m cool with that.
More than a decade has passed, and really now that all that time has passed, I have become a better writer. Not only that the screenplay was still kinda a rough draft and not really polished; the same for the memoir, it was still just a draft.
So I learned today that “time is the best editor” and pretty much old writing gets reviewed, revised, updated, and rewritten into something more refined over a long period of time for these writers. Also they wished they could rewrite, revise, and update writing that was published.
I often said that time is the best editor about photography also.
Pretty much fresh eyes, and over time you become a different person.
In my mind I did have the thought of rewriting my screenplay and memoir now that I’m retired. Also the thought of presenting non-fiction as fiction to protect the guilty might be in order. Pretty much “Maggie” set me up, although this panel discussion was of interest to her.
This venue sold out early, and the art center that sponsored it held about 150 people. Woodstock is an old hippy town so we kinda fit right in. 1969 is somewhat frozen in time.
I also like that Woodstock is only about an hour and 20 minutes away, and most of the driving is on either the interstate or the New York Thruway. Route 9 is just a country road that is a nice cruise.
Woodstock is a nice village, and it was pretty easy to meet people. Not so far from Kingston the river city.
I have a lot to think about. Do I want to become a writer? Pretty much my memoir made me whole again, so I could cope with my loses and move forward.
Cal