Thursday, January 21, 2010

musings on the nature of authority.

Today I read a literary theory that claimed the author is dead. According to this theory, as soon as a writer puts his ideas into the neutral medium of language, he has no control over how the reader will interpret the words on the page.

As an English major, you could say I am being taught to be an informed or academic reader of various texts. But as a self-proclaimed poet (under the title "Colin and Co.") I am also a writer. I'd like to use author, but I haven't been recognized by others under that title yet.

I would like to think that I have some control over the text that I produce. Excuse my use of an agricultural analogy, but If the writer plants beans, he would be suprised if the crops yield corn.

My grandma reads some of my poems. She came to me once, and she proudly told me what she thought one of my poems 'meant'. After presenting her hypothesis, she looked at me for conformation of her interpretation. I verbally verified that her conclusion was correct, but I thought to myself at the same time, 'what did I mean with that poem?'

Maybe this is why I don't deem myself worthy of the title of 'author'. I don't write with authority to clearly communicate meaning. Maybe I don't want to communicate meaning.

The Bible says Jesus spoke with authority, and the crowds were amazed at this.

This entire blog entry is disorganized. But I warned you that this was a 'musing'.