Thursday, April 4, 2013

Rebeca Felix, Like the Cat

My name is Rebeca, which is spelled with one C, which is the Spanish spelling. Incidentally, I am Puerto Rican, not Spanish. As an infant child I once stuffed a bagel up my nose one piece at a time, which is a story my father likes to tell whenever I have friends visit in our really old, creaky house in Pasadena, CA. I grew up in a house that most people thought was haunted, which was sort of a problem in late summers when all the stores start to put out Halloween decorations because it meant no one was going to come to my haunted house to play until stores started to put out the Thanksgiving decorations. But I digress. I am a writer, a reader, a talker, a dreamer. I have three sisters and one brother and when I was young we had a menagerie of pets. Now we have Skippy The Talking Cat and a dog named Lani who has one blue eye, one brown eye and a pink nose. I live in the Enchanted Broccoli Forest and I love my friends, family and, most recently, myself.

The following is a picture of my favorite place to go to think in Vermont

In response to the "originality or newness" of stories:
I don't think there is a story that is going to be an original event of the human experience that we haven't seen in literature before. People have been around for quite some time and I think we have experienced most things that we can experience. Loss, love, death, war, dealing with new technologies, all of these have been discussed, written, debated and rewritten in different ways. There are certain ways to change the actual expression of that writing. A writer can tell a story about a breakup in a way you have never seen words presented before. But it is still a story about a breakup, which you have probably read a hundred times in other forms. 
Maybe there will be the scientific discovery of a new emotion that can cause the boom of an entirely new literary genre. An original story, born from the discovery of a new psychological experience. This sounds like science fiction, and maybe it is. I have trouble with sci-fi personally because a) it frightens me (not the "eww an alien!" way, in a "wow if someone invented a robot like that we would actually be DONE" way) and b) because the best sellers are frequently (in my experience) poorly written. Again, I digress. I think that innovation in writing style can make an old story feel like new again, I really do. However, I think humans have pretty much hit on the gamut of emotion and experience as far as literature is concerned, and it is my belief that stories are about people, even if they appear to be about animals or aliens or specks of dirt. 

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