Hi there, me again, posting another blog. How long have we been meeting like this now?
Are you beginning to feel that you know me? I hope so. I’ve told you so much about what I think, do, like and dislike that I sometimes wonder if this blog looks like therapy.
I’ve been using the ‘me’ and ‘I’ approach, known (technically) as writing in the first person. I’ve created a voice on the page, or perhaps I should say screen, that has its own idiosyncrasies, and hopefully convinced you that I’m a living, fully-rounded person, not just a flat fictional character.
I’ve been confiding in you, and since I hope I haven’t offered you anything offensive or shocking, you’ve been inclined to believe me, haven’t you? Might I even claim to have gained some degree of trust?
Well, of course, there was that lapse, last October when I abandoned blogging without warning, and disappeared for several months. But let’s slide over that for the moment, and concentrate of content. That’s been sound, hasn’t it?
Tricky thing, pinpointing truth. I was flicking through some old notebooks today, and came across one with some Dennis Potter quotes I’d copied out for a university project, and since one of them has been resonating, I thought I’d share it with you:
…apparently autobiographical forms are very powerful. It’s…a method of appearing to inhabit one person’s head in a ‘truthful’ way.
The authenticity of the background and the surface detail is therefore guaranteed, as is the emotion, which gives me the licence to introduce and explore emotions that are not mine, that are fiction.