“All great literature is about what a bummer it is to be a human being.”
I was thinking about this quote today because the novel I’m writing isn’t happy. I actually dislike happy-happy stories. They feel false to me. That is probably because I’m not a super happy personality. Gushing optimism is not MY real lens. My filters tend towards the sober. That’s what feels real to me. So in spite of this somewhat silly blog, face to face, I am more the pensive observer than the cheerleader or buddy.
I find it interesting that most Americans don’t like people around them to be pensive and unsmiling. Americans are VERY anti-bummer. Americans like “chipper” more than “bummer”. For me, the very word, “chipper” can put me in a foul mood. 😉
Apparently, a lot of Asian people are misinterpreted for their unsmiliness.
Note: Just because I’m not smiling doesn’t mean I’m not laughing at you.
If it takes more muscles to frown than to smile, does it take the least effort to keep a straight, sober face?
So how is everyone today? Are you dappled in sunshine or shrouded in shadow? HOW ARE YOU REALLY DOING?
I’d like to know. Yes, I’m really asking.