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Some people ask me why I don't write nonfiction, since I have so much to say about college, post-college blues, and so forth. The answer is relatively simple, and I think Kurt Anderson, author of True Believers, says it best:  

The Pleasure of Writing Fiction

Whenever I write fiction, I often feel excited and intrigued. There's a certain sense of euphoria I undergo when I'm imagining as opposed to reliving in nonfiction. 

For me, writing fiction is more like recreational sex, whereas nonfiction is like being a pornstar. With fiction, I am creating something new and really reaching into my imagination, whereas in nonfiction it's more like trying to look good on camera as I repeat the acts I've already done. Like Anderson, the only real joy I find from constructing a piece like an essay is having written. That is, when the story is ready to ship off, I am happy to be done with it. Sometimes with fiction, I don't want the story to end. 

I've created new characters and events that I could explore for the rest of my life. When I finish a short story or novel, sometimes there's so much editing and leg work to be done that I am happy when the material is available but never want to look at it again. During the process, however, I couldn't enjoy anything more.

Nonfiction is almost the opposite experience for me. The entire process makes me want to quit early on. I don't know what it is. It's kind of like playing the guitar versus playing the piano for me. I love to write or learn new songs, because there's some sort of intimacy behind it. Piano on the other hand . . . Let me just say I admire anyone who has perfected it. The same goes for nonfiction authors.

Will I ever write a nonfiction piece? The truth is, I've written several, but I've never tried to have them published. I've been toying around with the post-college blues concept for awhile. I think I might be too lazy to do all the research. Or it might be that I'm not sure which angle to tell it from. Or maybe I don't want to relieve my past. Besides, in nonfiction you have to work a lot of freelance gigs before most publishers will even consider your proposal. There's another point: I prefer to have written the novel and polished it before proposing the idea for publication.

In short, I see myself eventually diving into the nonfiction world. For now, I'm working on getting His Daughter out there and writing a zombie novel tentatively titled The Illness. 

What Brings You More Joy, Fiction or Nonfiction?

 
 

a tingle 

I'm looking at the calendar on my computer and feeling a tingle. Electrified is a good word for how I feel, but then again, I'm not Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson. 

Moving along: EXCITED. Oh yes, and you should be too, because for the very first time the forces of Clay Carter, Phoebe Blake, Leigh Montano, Todd McKinney, and yours truly will join for the first time at The Blue Bottle in downtown Muncie. 

I might mention that this event is completely designed and ran by it's readers, and not through a university of writer's community. Not that those are bad things, but people have asked who booked the venue, and the answer is we did. For you. To enjoy. So enjoy it.

I'm still tossing around stories, trying to figure out which ones to read. I thought about reading from the upcoming novel, but then considered the early start time and figured bloodshed wasn't much good at 9am. Of course, 9am isn't early if you make it part of your night. Or what's even cooler: Being awake early when the rest of the world is asleep. When you're alone on an early morning, the world seems very post-apocalyptic, which I believe is an oxymoron, but nevertheless you get the idea.

Enjoy. Thanks.

Oh yeah, and check out the face I will be reading with this Friday down below.