Behind the Curtain

Dominating the podium, Junot Diaz let his mouth rip open. Out came swearing like I had never heard, let alone at a college speaking event. I had read that Junot Diaz would be speaking at my school, and having read This Is How You Lose Her, I jumped at the opportunity to see him speak. I'm not sure where his anger came from, but it was a fascinating look into the mind of someone who had been published, a successful, brilliant man. He went on about politics, which made no indent in my ignorant brain: and that's not even why I liked him. I want to meet someone with a passion that meets paper, my same weapon against the mundane. He shoke with it, leaning into his truth. I want a destiny that leads me to speak in this way, to move with conviction and let lose a mind tortured by questions about the greater world.

David Foster Wallace. What leads a person to hang themselves? Brilliance? I want to meet the person who is tortured by intellect, who raises his hand and poses interesting points to the world. I am currently reading Infitite Jest, and my mouth hangs open at the depth - and the length. I carry this book around with pride, feeling smart, and I wonder what it would be like to meet the mastermind behind the infinite power of what the mind is capable of.

The editor(s) of Prose. Who are this/these masterminds?? I'd love to meet and discuss what goes behind spotlighting a post. Who knows, maybe I'd learn a tip or two for being a better writer.

Maybe one day in some form I can meet these incredible people...

Cheers!