Blood and Guts: Helena Lazaro
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September 19, 2005 02:04 AM

It's not that I've had nothing to say; quite the opposite. Too much to say, too much time to think this weekend. I wrote for a couple of hours on Friday night. It's not a story so much as it is a treatment for a movie idea. A really bad movie idea that is basically like the 80's Teen Flick with a gay Napoleon Dynamite as the lead. So, that was time well-spent.

Fuck those Fuckin...FucksI saw Grizzly Man on Friday, too. That was a total freakshow. Everyone in that movie was out of their damn mind. It's the kind of movie experience that spits you out of the theater and into the street with a sort of warped perception of reality. Like, when you step onto solid ground again after being on a boat for a long time.

Ooh! I think that gives me an idea for a poem.

Anyway, Saturday I went to this place in Hollywood that played house music (not my type of scene usually, but any scene is my scene after dinner at Cobras and Matadors with a pitcher of sangria included) and I danced until my legs felt like they were about to give up. Today my abdomen, thighs, and pretty much every other muscle in my lower body is aching. But I don't know how much the hangover contributes to overall achiness.

And this evening I wrote a story, an actual story, that was hard to put down. Some things, I feel very guilty saying, especially things that are critical of the way people in my life (people I care about, and who care about me) have hurt me. Even as I wrote it, I was thinking, I'll never be able to post this, or put it in print anywhere, because I'd worry how it would make This Person feel. That was really frustrating.

On one hand I want to be able to say whatever I feel like saying. I feel that people should be accountable for what they do, and not be put out if I talk about it. I try not to do anything I'd be ashamed of someone revealing. Sometimes I fail. It's just a guideline. The way I see it, if I screw you, or hurt you, and you want to write about it...I'm not going to hold it against you. You earned that.

On the other hand, I know how frustrating it is to be a part of someone else's story and not be there, in the margin, to defend yourself or your actions. To see yourself as part of a composite character, or see an experience you were a part of described only partially, is sometimes maddening.

Ok, so maybe they're based on real peopleBut I want to tell these things. I want to say what happened without apologizing for talking about it. At the same time, I don't want to make the people who were a part of these experiences feel bad. I want them to understand that I love them, and just because I'm letting out a demon it doesn't mean that I feel like they really put me through hell. It's just one facet of a relationship--and a relationship is a very complicated thing.

Does this mean I need to have a debriefing with the people that populate my stories before I tell them, every time? Or can I get away with one big disclaimer? How can I grant myself the freedom to write and publish honestly, while making sure those I care about don't feel as if I've done them a disservice?


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unfortunately, even with a disclaimer, a debriefing and a nice gift, the people will be hurt. even when they promise they won't. even when they say, 'no, really, i mean it. i'm okay with it.' even when it seems like they do mean it. even when...you get the idea.

that's been my experience, anyway.

Posted by: brando on September 19, 2005 06:42 AM

Helena,

I've been an avid reader of your blog since the Worf Cover contest over at Nickerblog, and I have really enjoyed reading what you write. Would you like to buy shares in a blueberry farm? (Just kidding)

I have had a similar experience with a previous blog. There are things in my family we're not allowed to talk about, which drives me nuts. I posted stories and recollections, and then foolishly invited my sister to read them. I thought she'd get a kick out of the humour expressed, but she instead, became hystrionic and wouldn't talk to me for weeks (which, admittedly, had its advantages).

However, my mother and our other sister did talk to me--ad nauseum. In the end, I deleted the entire blog, just to shut them up. For six weeks, I felt bereft, but then I got rebellious, and started a new blog. I don't post about my family hardly at all, except my husband, who doesn't mind, and (from my perspective) I'm rarely funny, either. Oh, and none of them have the address, and won't.

So I wrote all that to tell you this: I understand completely.

Jen Neil

Posted by: Jennifer Neil on September 19, 2005 07:05 AM

I think part of writing about read stuff is going to always bother someone. That's part of the job. That's why real writers end up lonely people sitting in a shack drinking whiskey by themselves.

Posted by: Neil on September 19, 2005 08:44 AM

I really like this post because I know the struggle myself. I find just giving people pseudonyms distracting when I'm writing. I'm not sure how to handle it (beyond not giving my blog address to my family), but I think you just have to keep writing. Maybe it takes a blog of complete anonymity to feel the freedom to post everything.

Posted by: claire on September 19, 2005 10:39 AM

Brando, you're right about that. Passive Aggression seems to be the phrase that comes to mind...

Jen, thanks so much for reading and lending your experience. Your story sounds very familiar. Though my family has respected my creative license and never criticized me for writing about our personal lives, I know that some of them have been hurt by what I've said.

Neil, it concerns me that upon imagining myself, as a real writer, "sitting in a shack drinking whiskey" by myself, I felt a strange calm wash over me.

Claire, I find the pseudonyms IMMENSELY distracting. Besides, how can I come up with a name that rings as true as Alex Slagoski? The real names work. But when I force myself to change them, I type everything in Word (no fake names), Save, then do a Find and Replace for the names I'm changing. Makes it a lot less phony-feeling.

Posted by: Helena on September 19, 2005 10:56 AM

Just in the past week have I gone through the trials and tribulations of deciding what to post and what not to post. My "purge" post, aka burn post, went through many iterations because I didn't want to create a too-one-sided portrayal because a middle of the road one would ultimately be more influential. For a long time I thought I would can the entire post but I knew that that would only make me more upset.

Despite having lost the sh-tty mutual friend who was mentioned in passing in the post, I know I made the right decision by posting exactly what I felt. I suppose the only advice I'd offer is to really solidify your position in a way that no one can attack you for stating your side of the story. At the same time, take the middle of the road, I'm over you, high road sort of approach so that it does portray you being wronged, but being strong enough to not let him or her get away with it and not just an upset emotional person.

In the end you shouldn't lose sight of the fact that your blog is your voice. To suppose otherwise, to question whether silence is preferrable or to augment your talents would be to subjugate yourself to his/her will or to sanction what they did to you.

The real question is whether you're willing to deal with the possibility that a confrontation will be required to resolve this issue. But then again, isn't that why you wanted to post it in the first place?

Posted by: Ceity on September 19, 2005 04:26 PM

This is tricky because you are NOT anonymous. So, pseudonym or not, these folks are going to know you're talking about them.

You could always start an anonymous blog if you feel the need to tell your stories for catharsis. But, naturally, you couldn't tell *us* about it.

My blog isn't anonymous either. As such, I haven't (and won't) post anything that someone else might find hurtful.

BUT, your blog is not self-serving cheesiness (like mine). Yours is raw and real and honest.

I say: fuck it. Just post. If you feel that your "subject" or "person" should get equal time, post their rebuttal. Otherwise, tough noogies.

PS-- I am still reeling from the title of your post. But I managed to stash my libido and read the whole post. You should be proud of me. ;)

Posted by: AJ on September 19, 2005 09:07 PM

Well, I guess there's a consensus!

Ceity, in the case of someone who would bail as a friend because of what I had to say, I guess I'd feel like maybe they weren't that good a friend in the first place. You make a good point.

AJ, I wouldn't call it cheesy ;) And I really like the idea of letting them have their say here. The only thing pseudonyms are good for is making sure people don't google themselves and find something I had to say about them. If they already know about the site, there is NO WAY I can fake it.

Here goes nothing.

Posted by: Helena on September 19, 2005 09:33 PM
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