It is heartbreaking. I guess saying any more than that is just pointless. Not in a maudlin way -- I just think that society has bundled the topic of self-murder into a few highly touchy and tightly wound subjects. Having been 'on that bridge' so to speak; I am curiously at a loss for words. Whenever someone else suicides you just wind up wondering what they might have known (or not known) that you know (or don't know) which assumes it is a rational process, which of course it is not....of course it's never a question of knowledge. Ugh. Just...Be well. That's all. Sending the best of vibes your way. Not in some dumb hippie way -- but you know what I mean.
Thanks, Keith. I spent a lot of time thinking, "what was he thinking" and now I can concentrate on the thinking he wanted me to pay attention to: the stuff in the books. The essays, for me; more trickily, the fiction.
I’m an actual advertising writer and aspiring fiction writer and memoirist. Unprintable Version combines my reading notebooks, thoughts on writing, and tiny essays about my life as a guy from Winona living in Minneapolis-Saint Paul. As an American, I am obligated to share my thoughts on movies, TV shows, music, and graphic design.
It is heartbreaking. I guess saying any more than that is just pointless. Not in a maudlin way -- I just think that society has bundled the topic of self-murder into a few highly touchy and tightly wound subjects. Having been 'on that bridge' so to speak; I am curiously at a loss for words. Whenever someone else suicides you just wind up wondering what they might have known (or not known) that you know (or don't know) which assumes it is a rational process, which of course it is not....of course it's never a question of knowledge. Ugh. Just...Be well. That's all. Sending the best of vibes your way. Not in some dumb hippie way -- but you know what I mean.
Posted by: keith | September 26, 2008 at 11:43 PM
Thanks, Keith. I spent a lot of time thinking, "what was he thinking" and now I can concentrate on the thinking he wanted me to pay attention to: the stuff in the books. The essays, for me; more trickily, the fiction.
Posted by: K | September 27, 2008 at 03:29 PM