Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Honesty = Vulnerability

I wrote a piece for This Recording about my dad.

I was kind of hesitant to do it, not because I thought it'd be too hard or anything. I'd been wanting to write something long about him for a long time, and TR is a good venue for long essays. But I get really nervous when it comes to being really open and honest about things really close to me, especially since TR has gotten much more traffic lately with links from Defamer and Gawker, etc. But so far, I've gotten some nice praise from people who have linked to it through Tumblr, so I feel less anxious about it than I did as I was writing it.

I was also nervous about posting about my parents. My mother doesn't know about this and I'm sort of afraid to show it to her, since I expect her reaction to be kind of angry that I used pictures and stories of my parents.

But, in my way, this is how I wanted to pay some sort of tribute to my father, who didn't read a lot but enjoyed the writing of mine that he actually did get a chance to look at. And I think he would be flattered and appreciative. He'd probably cry, too, because he was a big baby.

Anyway, here's the link: In Which This Is How I Know Him: Pictures of My Father.

4 comments:

matt said...

don't worry. i'm sure your mother will be very moved.

The Subtle Rudder said...

Apparently, I'm a big baby, too, because I cried when I read your essay. And I didn't even know yr. dad, although, thanks to your words and all those pictures, I feel like I kinda do now. Thanks for sharing him with us.

Todd said...

I happened to see it before reading this. I thought it was truly wonderful.

Broady said...

It's a lovely piece, or I guess "tribute" is a more appropriate term. Your parents have a fantastic love story.

And dayum, your dad kicked some killer dimples, huh.