Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Country Bumpkin on the Strip

Just back from Las Vegas. No girls. No shows. No gambling. I totally missed those parts of the paradise. Why should I sit in front of those blinking screens when the computer has been hurting my eyes every day?
The Strip was a huge theme park where childhood fantasies were given material forms. I strolled with the crowds from one hotel to another, happily ignoring the traffic, the work and the future. My favorite? Bellagio. Look at the big pink flowers, the big red bug and the African crown crane who is acting out a Chinese idiom that I have been repeating to myself a zillion times in the past months.

In fact, what really took my by surprise: the abundance of water in this desert city. Fountains, water falls, canals, pools, ponds... From now on, I'd hear them whenever I turn on the shower.
If I do decide to gamble, this is going to be my seat.

Thursday, March 15, 2007

Fourteen Commandments on Writing

Here are some notes I took at a talk by a General Surgeon on writing. It sounds absurd that I should listen to a doctor to blabber about writing, but when I followed him through, the ghost of my old self knocked.

1. Writing is a form of healing.

2. The ideal effect on a reader: Let words disappear into thought; let thought disappear into emotion.

3. Don't push things. Let the materials come to you.

4. Live with your materials: always debate about it with three or four friends.

5. Feelings are thoughts without words.

6. It's not the language; it is something from within that stirs us.

7. Don't censor yourself. Just write what you feel like.

8. Personal is universal. It is OK to put the self into writing.

9. It's a dreadful mistake to imitate the style of other writers.

10. Don't be afraid of being idiosyncratic if you are.

11. To whom does the story belong?

12. write with a pencil, not with keyboard.

13. Writing is about you, not about objectivity.

14. The unconscious is the royal road to semantic cohesion.

---"Writing Medicine: Another Way of Being a Doctor," talk by Sherwin Nuland, MD 1/18/07

He quoted Wordsworth, Shelly, Huxley, Hawthorne, Shakespeare, and Bloom. He sounds like an old-fashioned teacher of creative writing. He is many things that my training kept questioning. But he conjured up the ghost I thought I already left behind. So I put his words down, like some good old song.

Sunday, March 4, 2007

看戏

周末往家打电话,侄女接的,说爷爷奶奶到城里看戏去了。第二天再打,母亲接的,自然说起看戏的事。

其实上周村里已经连演了六天大戏。各厂出钱请来县里唱得最好的。虽不是一个班子,但戏都熟,也不用排练。这边刚演完,大哥就把二老接走了。城里请来沈阳评剧团,在娱乐宫演出, 五六十块一张票。幸亏票是人送的,不然凭老爸每月六百块退休金,戏再好也不能看。母亲说,沈阳评剧团唱得好,演员都是十几二十来岁。村里请的临时戏班,最年轻的也四十几岁了。

看来英雄还得出在少年。祖国传统剧目后继有人,心中宽慰。突然想起好长时间没看过戏了。现时纽约热演 "The Coast of Utopia",文化精英们都去看,一张票两三百块,美元。咬咬牙,还是舍不得。做精英要有经济基础。自己这状况,只能看看临时戏班的免费演出。

Friday, March 2, 2007

下大雨了!

门前的小路流成了河。水从坡上下来,冲刷着冬天的孤岛。草地又是鲜嫩的淡淡的金黄,只有眼角的余光能看到。高兴!终于可以洗掉一冬天积攒的雪泥,旧貌换新颜。大雨面前,车车平等。

疾驰在湖边,轮子下浪花飞溅。今天,不用眼巴巴看着湖绕群山,哀叹只有在图书馆和住所之间,才能远远瞥一眼理想的生活。乘风破浪在此时,直挂云帆济沧海。小舟从此逝,江海度余生。YEAH!