Has he no shame? – another tale from Tallis Steelyard

Reblogged from Tallis Steelyard:

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I am sure I’ve never mentioned Alatan Zore. He is, of all things, an essayist! If you find poets self absorbed and insufferable, trust me in this, essayists are worse. It is also entirely impossible to make a living purely from writing essays. Thus your essayist who wishes to avoid destitution, starvation and even honest toil is forced to foist themselves upon other genres.

So it was with Alatan Zore. He decided that as he had opinions, he would not merely place them in front of the public in the form of essays, he would inflict them upon folk in person.

Now the poet might indeed have a message. But a poet tries to entertain. A poet tries to create beauty, to move you to mirth, or tears, or even to love. The essayist merely bludgeons you with their opinions, brooks no argument, and treats you as if you are barely sentient should you have the temerity to put forward some other point of view.

Now obviously I might be in some way biased, but frankly I’d rather work with mime artists. Indeed in all candour I’d rather worth with the usual run of drunken and lecherous musicians than with an essayist. Still, it would never do if we were all the same. Even a poet needs somebody to look down upon.

The problem with Alatan Zore was he had an overwhelming sense of his own genius, matched only by his sense of entitlement. It was not enough that people read his essays; he expected them to change their behaviour because of his firmly propounded opinions. He expected folk to set aside long held beliefs merely because this week he pronounced that the eating of vegetables was unethical, or that humanity had evolved from a particularly unpleasant worm. (When every educated person knows that countless millennia ago Idomeneus led 80 ships across the depths of space to settle our world of Domisa.)

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About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She has written a number of books, both alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com
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4 Responses to Has he no shame? – another tale from Tallis Steelyard

  1. kirizar says:

    Thanks for the re-share. Initially I thought it was your work and was getting a mite perturb about the blanket assassination of essayists (as I consider blogging to be the modern form.) Then, I realized it was a literary piece when I continued to the originating site. A very well-written piece and I loved the ending. I’m glad I didn’t let my initial prejudice keep me from discovering the truth.

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