He's Just Doing it Because He Can- My Response to Dr. Futterman

           My favorite blog, is Annie Futterman's "Evenings With Dr. Futterman". What I get from the title of her blog, is a therapy session. This is exactly what her blog gives me. Her use of vocabulary is astounding. Her discussion on pop-culture and art and actors blows my mind. Her blog is a therapy session from all the other blog out there. Annie Futterman writes with something I like to call Soul.
          She does not merely read a book and write. She analyzes . She throws her self into the post. The post I wanted to talk about was her post "I Fought the Law and the Law Won", and it is about a book called "A Fraction of the Whole". Annie is very good at reading these captivating books that are far more complex then I could ever have the patients for. However I did give this book a try and really did enjoy the first 5 pages.
         She explores the reason behind getting into trouble. The psychological reasons behind authority and challenging it. However, as always, she spins it by zoning in on this characters specific reasons. This just helps to prove my case that she truly cares for her books, art, and characters.
          She makes this really interesting point, (which is the title of this blog post), about why he breaks the law. I think he finds some solitude in knowing he was better then this seemingly all powerful force (the law). He is basking in the sheer fact that he can.
         Annie has this way of talking about culture as if its the simplest concept, but at the same time, she understands what makes culture, culture. In this post she marks society culture in a dark way. The passion or desire to break it. To punish it.
        That my friends, is what a true blogger should be trying to encase, trying to write about. By choosing these subjects, she sets herself up to have a wonderful blog.

http://eveningswithdrfutterman.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-fought-law-and-law-won.html      

This was About Something Short

Where I am in my book, This Boys Life, there is this long section about this family that Toby meets, and he describes each and every person with deep detail. I wonder, as this is a memoir of his entire life, why was this family so important. And then I got it.

It isn't the how important events are, it's what they mean to you as a person. This family that Toby meets is just something that he must have felt, and stuck to him. Probably the wish that this was his family.

You know what that reminds me of? Dreams. Sometimes I dont remember big ones, but I remember the ones that dont make sense. I guess it's so I can figure them out? Maybe because I wish I could have that dream


Also the family is simple and nice. I also think that Toby just wanted to remember something as simple as a nice family.

Thats what the world needs sometimes, just something sweet and simple. The mind is so complex and fascinating . That has to be a very intersting prosses, when you write a full life memior, and to discover what is important, that you may have forgoten. I wonder how Toby chose what to write about, and I wonder what he left out?

I guess when it comes to showing your memories, its a game of pick and choose, because some fit and others done, and its up to you to dicide what goes where.

Extremely Loud and Incredibly Mind Blowing

          In the book Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer, Oskar, a nine year old child, losses his father in the 9/11 attack. He certainly changes. However his trauma is not what I want to talk about. 
         Filling this book, among the collection of utterly amazing and extremely disturbing photographs, are Oskar's ideas. His theories and inventions. One particular paragraph that I knew I had to write about, was a invention. The paragraph basically goes like this "In bed I invented a drain that would be under everyones pillow, and when people cried it would all go to the same place. That way, in the morning, the weather man could tell if New York was particularly sad that night".
         There is something very comforting about the knowledge that other people, are in the same place as you. The conformation that you are not doing anything out of the ordinary. There is safety in numbers no? And going on a completely emotional and metaphorical sense, that is saying, that the knowledge that you are not alone is what keeps you stable.
         I dont think Oskar feels that he has anyone, and that no one knows him.
         All this kid desires is that knowledge. And it's mind blowing, because the thing is is that there are 100's, THOUSANDS of New Yorkers who knows how he feels. He is currently going through every person in New York with the last name Black. I have a prediction that he will find someone along the way of this hunt, that knows exactly what he is going through, and when he does, he will finally be able to let go. At least understand.
          I cannot wait until I finish this book. Falling apart and coming together. It's most definitely the theme. I just need some proof. For once, this might be fun