Other responses

I don't remember what the other responses were supposed to be about. I forget what the other documentary we were supposed to watch was, so I haven't laid my hands on it. I vaguely remember that we were supposed to write a response on a paper I had to borrow from the guy sitting next to me, but I do not have that paper nor do I remember the author or title. but I remember something he said.

He had this metaphor for writers which involved both a dog and rabbits. I thoroughly enjoyed it. The general point of the metaphor was that the dog represented the writer, while the rabbits the dog scared up (while he was nosing about the woods) represented random thoughts of the writer. He was of the opinion that while fiction writers couldn't afford to chase many of those rabbits, nonfiction writers could afford to chase quite a few of them (while poetry writers could afford to chase even more).

I liked this because I have always had trouble with fiction. I have too many bunny rabbits and they all look too tasty. I have trouble keeping my mind on a subject long enough to finish a sentence, so I could never quite get the hang of fiction. I did alright in my fiction class but I was never satisfied with what I had created (not that I've ever been satisfied with the nonfiction I've created, but that's not the point dammit!). Nonfiction was just all around more fun to write. I could go off on any tangent I damned well pleased just as long as I was honest, and I'm honest by nature (too stupid to lie).

I would try poetry, but I don't really understand poetry. I'm vaguely aware that if something rhymes it's probably a poem, but that's about as far as I get.

But that metaphor just about perfectly summed up why I turned to nonfiction.

I wish I remembered what else I was supposed to post about. I should really start writing these things down, but every time I try I end up losing the piece of paper I wrote it on.