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I guess I'd want to know who is your audience for this? Like is this a pamphlet you're going to pass out going door to door? Something to present to the existing delegates? Etc.
It'll be a room full of caucus delegates at our county Democratic Convention this Saturday. Many of us casually know each other, or at least recognize one another. In the past I've pretty much silently handed out my fliers. This time I'm telling myself I need to step up and button-hole people and try to discuss this them about what I'm trying to do, see what happens. Still struggling, er working on those specific points. Plus how to respond to the question, so what do you want to accomplish. But, its one of those thinkings the closer I get, the more I toss in my path.
This seems like notes to yourself, not a pamphlet. Things like “there’s more" and “I’ve been struggling" will jump out at people reading and possibly turn them off. Is there anyone around who can help you with framing, maybe look for a workshop. What’s the message, the theme? Sure, you want a dialogue and critical thinking, but what does that mean? File those terms under methods, instead of bullet pointing them.
Main points would be more like; science based, support youth voice (and votes), Earth-centrist, instead of listing failures list what could be accomplished.
The folksy stuff is okay I guess, but I would pare it down a bit and leave it in a paragraph at the bottom somewhere, for the people who looked at your main points and decided they are already with you.
Good luck
Okay thank you Lausten.
Too folky, yeah I see that - it's what happens when one's stranded within their own bubble. Exactly, why I try so hard to get serious feedback.
re. your question - I've gone to various writing classes around here and a couple clubs, but you know I'm talking about issues that most just as soon not think about:
we can't do anything about the world and its going to hell and we're not going to stop it, lets just keep our heads down, get through our day to days, enjoy whatever joys we've enjoyed, we'll deal with the disasters when they happen, leave me to today. Which I can totally agree with, ...
But I can't turn my back, I've spent my entire life learning about this world, our Earth, her story, her people, and our story, the wonders and the repetition of the same old mistakes and over-reaches, over and over and over. There was a short moment in the 60s,70s some really believed that our higher morals and sense of Enlightened-Self-Interest and better understand would help us avoid the same old destructions. But alas, Reaguns and that Greed is Good and dirty tricks and all's fair in politics - took the ball and never stopped running. But like any great fun, wild and crazy, and over the top spendthrift party comes to an end, the money's gone and bills still gotta get paid and then it gets ugly.
It's amazing when I was young I could look at maps that still had big blank unexplored territories. The world
was still seemed wide open beckoning to the curious young hearts out there. Today youngsters looking at the world as it is, know their elders actions have destroyed their future. There is no place for them to dream about trekking through, unless they have lots and lots of money. When I hit the road with my thumb out America was still a nice place, for the most part people and cops were nice, now everyone is scared and the 'homeless" kid traveling through is looked at like a threat. Cops are scared of everyone and everyone is scared of cops.
I'm going to be witness to the fact that we fucking well knew in the 70s that we had better throttle back, YES, it did mean figuring out how to moderate our greedy instincts. Instead, we went for the steroids. I appreciate I've been struggling with' sounds over the top and I've killed that baby (h/t) - still, it's true to the bone.
Oh yeah, back to your question about writing workshops, my stuff does not fit in. Oh and I can write nice stuff too, so I'm not putting down workshops do and will go to some. Still my stuff needs a special kind of adult, trust me I've been reaching out for years and in all sorts of directions. Pretty much nothing, I've even nicknamed myself
the sound of one hand clapping. You should know that better than most having read my stuff for years. :)
I used to kept myself in check by telling myself its my writing, ideas they're all shit and I'm the wacked out one - but damnitall if time doesn't keep proving my fears and observations to be far more accurate than the song and dance others keep feeding us - and now I'm scared as hell at the direction we are going. You know, one aspect of going to the state convention is a continuation of my search for some sort of serious writing coach or something. Till I do, I'll make due with the tidbits I get. Thanks Lausten.