Roland Barthes wrote a famous essay called ‘Death of the Author,’ which examines the role of both the audience and the author in any given written work. We all carry experiences and issues to every literary experience which contributes to our comprehension of the piece. Words may unearth unfamiliar emotions while a tone may reveal pain intended to be humour. Are the author’s intentions now lost as each reader makes the piece their own? Are writers mere civil servants providing words to which readers provide their own meaning?
After considering this essay, I began re reading some of my previous blog posts: It seems that the original motivations behind my writing have dissipated. Where my intentions were initially clear, I feel as though my words have become just that…words. I want this blog to serve as a place in which we celebrate life’s greatest adventures both big or small. Journeys through a Thai jungle are equally as challenging as wading through the unchartered swamps of motherhood. Regardless of the actions involved, each piece should contain a passion and transparency that creates a space within which the author and audience can co-exist.
Personally, my latest adventure has been a journey toward domesticity. Gone are weekday 4:30am bed times and experiments involving/fuelled by questionable substances. Never before have I stayed in one place for so long, never have I considered long term goals and equally considered the future of someone else when considering my own. It’s as though all those songs on the radio finally make sense: I want to write Amanda Marshall and say, ‘Okay. I get it now.’ And within this adventure are more adventures, each as important as the last.
I want this blog to honour the adventure of both the author and the audience. I want to encourage interaction between these two groups, neither of which I feel are mutually exclusive. Neither the author or audience should feel excluded from a piece of writing. Especially through the world wide web, we are currently in a position where the author and reader can enrich each other’s literary existence.
If you have an adventure to share, contact me on: firstname.lastname@example.org
(I know, I know…That was awfully abstract for a Friday…)