Crime Fiction By Dale Williams Barrigar

Even if you

tell yourself you

don’t want to become a writer,

the truth is

you will have to become a hardboiled romance writer

of a different kind.

(There is more than one kind

of everything).

And what you will have to write

is your own life

(if you want to save

your own soul).

Or think of writing your life

as your own endless film trip

(not strip)

you are making, tragicomic.

Where work is play

and the play is your work

and you are usually more

of an antihero.

And you get to take all the things

you have been handed

by Life.

And create the script, and fall

in love.

And so you nurture it, love it, write it down.

Hide it under your bed

(when you have one), fix it when it

needs fixing.

Know it’s good at heart, in its heart, and keep it

that way.

Let it go.

But don’t ever let the it of it go.

Send it and get it sent

straight back at you

by the greatest editor

ever known

demanding ever more

difficult

and life-enhancing

corrections.

8 thoughts on “Crime Fiction By Dale Williams Barrigar

  1. Yikes and also gulp. Not looking under my bed any time soon. Spot on about the editor though. I have to say that, for me, when it is sent off I am always sure it is absolute rubbish – it’s a bit sad when I have poured my heart into it but – that’s it and all about it, I guess.

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  2. Hi Dale

    Truly a piece where the term (speeding toward cliche) “Work in Progress” applies. And a life is a lot like an artistic creation. I feel that those who are disapointed, frustrated and endlessly agonizing over choices made and to come are doing better work than persons pleased by their own genius. Here, compare Joyce to the Lame Ducktail.

    Leila

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    • DWB's avatar DWB says:

      Hi Leila

      Wallace Stevens said, “In poetry, you must love the word, the ideas and images and rhythms with all your capacity to love anything at all.”

      I can’t think of a better way of saying how important poetry is to the serious poet (and, of course, for the writer of poetic things like truly great short stories as well).

      And in loving that thing which you are working on, you must live with it, labor over it, struggle with it, wrestle with it, sleep on it, digest it, and sometimes put it away for ten years before you finish it, as was the case with this poem, “Crime Fiction.”

      Sometimes it seems fair to say that half of creation is JOY and the other half PAIN. Just like life!

      Dale

      PS

      Creating yourself as a self is seen as a crime by Society these days, and that is a part of (but only a part of) the title and overriding symbol of this pome (the preferred spelling for both Kerouac and Joyce)…

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  3. chrisja70778e85b8abd's avatar chrisja70778e85b8abd says:

    Hi Dale

    Your words take the mind on a trip. I can see a crumbling of paper, then straightening it out again. Maybe this will be the one?

    A writer may not know what they are good at. Not so much different than living life. Maybe a hidden talent at swinging a golf driver lies in your hands and hips, or you might have an insane hand and eye coordination like John McEnroe. What will the writer find?

    I think this poem has a lot of different interpretations. I always like the voice in your writing. Excellent work!

    Christopher

    PS: Doggins wants to get into the picture.

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    • DWB's avatar DWB says:

      CJA

      You have a visionary way of interpreting my work and I can never say thank you enough times!

      AND, I urge anyone reading this to turn to LITERALLY STORIES right now and peruse your latest short story masterpiece…I think Raymond Carver is starting to get really, really nervous around you as he senses himself getting his ass beat!

      DWB

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