I think I'd be very tempted to use a pseudonym. For me, writing stems from such a personal place, and I'd feel too weird & vulnerable if people knew the book was mine. It would be kind of like having a diary with my name on it lying around for anyone who knew me to read. Maybe if it was something like a children's book I'd be OK with it...
Maybe a silly question but in the way home from work I was fantasizing about writing a book and suddenly it stroke me ... I don't know if I could ever put my real name on the cover.
My life is very compartmental. Some people know just one part of me. Others know one or two, or have a sense of a third. Some may know I practice shiatsu, others may know I have written a book. Some people know my name but not my deepest thoughts. Others know my deepest thoughts but never will see my face. I can't stand the idea that people would know all there is to know about me. I think it make me feel vulnerable...
How much do you fragment your life? Would you put your real name on the cover of your book?
I don't think anybody ever sees the real me, faults and all, but my wife. I just realized how beyond terrible it would be for my relationship with the world if she were to suddenly die. With the little things she does that I take for granted, she has made a deep and lifelong connection with me. She gives me hope when I ponder the world. Most everyone else sees me in their own way, disregarding aspects of my personality which do not fit in the mold they've created for me. My wife is probably the only friend I have that knows me on a deeper level. It is scary to think of death...
But back to the topic at hand,
I would definitely use a pseudonym, if writing a book.
Maybe a silly question but in the way home from work I was fantasizing about writing a book and suddenly it stroke me ... I don't know if I could ever put my real name on the cover...
How much do you fragment your life? Would you put your real name on the cover of your book?
then your cooking must be stellar...I think i want to taste it just to find out! because if its better than your writing...it might just be the best food on the planet!My birth name is technically pretty. "Monique Helene Something" ButI would still have a nom de plume for two reasons. One, I never felt like a Monique Helene so I feel no connection to it. And two, my father is crazy and I'm sure if I ever achieved any sort of recognition, not only would he seek to capitalize on it, but I'd see him on some awful talk show telling everyone what a cold bitch I was for not talking to him. It would be like Jon Voight and Angelina Jolie.
Luckily,i have no plans to pursue writing professionally anymore. I'll write books but I'm not going to publish them and I want them burned upon my death. No not burned, I'll just give them to people I love and who can appreciate them, but I have no interest in a bunch of strangers rummaging through my soul for bit of meaning. There is something a bit vulgar and exhibitionist about recognition. A friend told me that I was selfish or feeling that way. and that it was childish to hoard my words when they could inspire others. But I don't think I owe my silly little thoughts to anyone.
Besides, being a chef is pretty nice. My cooking is FAR better than my writing anyway.
no this was definately the topic. The book is only the start of it :becky:
I don't have a partner right now so there is nobody around that know me completely. I wonder whether I will ever find someone I want to share my whole life with. It is so beautiful that you have that with your wife! For the rest, no one seems to know the whole of me. I only reveil what I think will be accepted and valued by the other person. The rest remains hidden for that person, maybe forever...
Is it the world who disregard aspects of you, are is it you that doesn't show them to the outside world?
*Ponders a road trip*If you lived close I would totally cook for you. It actually makes me happy to cook for people oddly. My hidden nurturing streak can come out to play when I make food. Plus it is fun and calming. Writing makes feel abrasive, vulnerable, and self conscious so I should prolly stick to cooking. It's like chemistry for lazy creative people.
My birth name is technically pretty. "Monique Helene Something" ButI would still have a nom de plume for two reasons. One, I never felt like a Monique Helene so I feel no connection to it. And two, my father is crazy and I'm sure if I ever achieved any sort of recognition, not only would he seek to capitalize on it, but I'd see him on some awful talk show telling everyone what a cold bitch I was for not talking to him. It would be like Jon Voight and Angelina Jolie.
Luckily,i have no plans to pursue writing professionally anymore. I'll write books but I'm not going to publish them and I want them burned upon my death. No not burned, I'll just give them to people I love and who can appreciate them, but I have no interest in a bunch of strangers rummaging through my soul for bit of meaning. There is something a bit vulgar and exhibitionist about recognition. A friend told me that I was selfish or feeling that way. and that it was childish to hoard my words when they could inspire others. But I don't think I owe my silly little thoughts to anyone.
Besides, being a chef is pretty nice. My cooking is FAR better than my writing anyway.
no this was definately the topic. The book is only the start of it :becky:
I don't have a partner right now so there is nobody around that know me completely. I wonder whether I will ever find someone I want to share my whole life with. It is so beautiful that you have that with your wife! For the rest, no one seems to know the whole of me. I only reveil what I think will be accepted and valued by the other person. The rest remains hidden for that person, maybe forever...
Is it the world who disregard aspects of you, are is it you that doesn't show them to the outside world?