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Babbler Dabbler

Babbler Dabbler

“This is not to say that horror does not repeatedly gesture toward psychoanalytic explanation; it is to suggest that the gesturing is a secondary influence.”

Carol J. Clover–’Men Women and Chainsaws-Gender in the Modern Horror Film’

DOB:  Dec 1972
Height: 5′ 0″
Weight: I ain’t heavy. I’m your brother.
Strains: Mexican, Polish, Italian
Identifying Marks: 13 tattoos
Phobia: Potato bugs
Greatest financial debt: University of MN
B.A. English, emphasis on Creative Writing
Minor: Cultural Studies and Comparative Literature
Honors: Magna cum Laude with Distinction
MFA in Creative Writing: Workin’ on it…

Twitter: @Babbler_Dabbler

This is not the first time I’ve attempted “The Explanation” as a website/blog and I’m hoping this one sticks.  Though this blog is new as of Nov ’10, you’ll notice entries as far back as 2003. These older entries were culled from previous iterations of personal blogs/sites that didn’t pan out.

I never felt quite comfortable letting it all hang out for all to see in the past but certain inspirations roaming around the internet have convinced me to do otherwise.  The bipolar rodeo, the words and art, obsessions fears and phobias, the entrepreneurial spirit, improbable successes and ‘blaze of glory’ failures. The real and imagined horrors: on film, in art, in song and those thrashing around in my own mind.

I am accustomed to using journals, fine point black ballpoint pens, extremely sharp pencils, colored pencils, charcoal, conte crayons, Photoshop etc  for this sort of thing.  This will be an experimental multimedia project with regards to an expression of ‘self” and creative works in progress.  It seems fitting to finally record this body and mind in a digital form.

Also, some of this blog, if not all, is integral to a current work in progress. Consider this the online notebook for the eventual novel/memoir, ‘Ride’.

So…below is a peek into my mind. This is as close to opening my skull and looking inside as one could get, at least with relation to my darker emotions. Which is…most of them. I’ll explicate and explore in a later blog, and for now will simply say–I am doing my level best to ‘make shifting peace’. By no means should you take away from this that I always think myself horrific, misshapen or unworthy. Sometimes, yes, but not as a rule. This is simply where a large portion of my psyche spends it’s time.

Worlock-Skinny Puppy from the album ‘Rabies’