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by polymath » October 25th, 2011, 12:38 pm
Voice is one of those writing oddities that we all have as an innate talent, though hidden and held back by of all things our own personal doubts, our insecurities, our reluctance to speak up. We want our voice to come forth but we don't want to risk the hazards.
I came to find my voices, yes, voices, through noticing the stronger voices in what I read, saw, listened to. It was Jonathan Franzen's writing that opened my eyes to a key quality of voice. Attitude. Franzen's characters are outspoken, strong willed, opinionated. I don't have to agree with their ideologies to appreciate their standpoints, veiwpoints, points of view, positions, opinions. Which I don't. But do agree somewhat with his core message, if only he'd solidfy it so I could make up my mind once and for all.
Better I don't agree, frankly, because that to me is part of Franzen's visionary and mystic aesthetic. He's heavily Postmodern in the sense he questions preconceived notions of prorpiety through his characters working out their cognitive dissonances by expressing their positions and having them challenged by their social cohorts. In some circumstances by echo dialogue, in others by colloquy dialogue, in others by non sequitur dialogue, meanwhile understating each's full position yet with hyperbolous statements. Delicious irony there. And then there's his characters' thoughts and actions which don't gibe with what they say aloud. Delicious irony too. Particularly dramatic irony, where someone knows what's really going on, usually readers or audience or spectators, but others don't have the full picture.
Once I could discern the overstated voice methods and intents and meanings of Franzen's writing, and elsewhere, TV talk shows, news commentary, screenplays, etc., I could hone in on the subtler ones, and ever subtler ones. And the varieties and causal sequencing and the changes in tone, mood, tenor, ambience, register, attitude, etc., of voices, so many voices from which to draw now.
The worst place to be voice-wise for me now is the socially sensitive one of the middle moderate compromise position of an opinion so one doesn't disturb one's acquaintances.
A bit of dry wit from a culture I admire for it's plain spokenness, yet ironic sensibilities:
Thwart: a transverse structural member of a maritime vessel, like a seat in a canoe, rowboat, sailboat. Pronounced "thought" thereabouts. Sit in the middle of the thought so you don't rock the boat.
Well, for voice, rock the motherloving boat, rock it so it tips out the passengers, for cripe's sake.
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