Tags: joseph campbell


Egoboo times two

Finally the link has been posted!  With Nine You Get Vanyr finaled in the sf/fantasy and humor categories of the 2008 Indie Awards.  And there were several other Samhellions to keep me company: D. Renee Bagby (Serenity, SF/Fantasy category), Traci Hall (Her Wiccan, Wiccan Ways, New Age category) and Ann Warner (Dreams for Stones, Romance category).
Still working on my Balticon photos.  The short version of my con report is I had a fabulous time.  The staff was too kind.  (They gave me a t-shirt!  Bouncy.  Bouncy.)  Connecting with friends--old, new and previously Internet-only--is always a blast.  And the programming and absinthe were lots of fun.  (Yes, thanks to Kelly and her husband, I've joined the decadent ranks of 19th century French poets and mad pre-Raphaelites.)
My only concern relates to the impression I may have left on one of the women who attended both my Feudalism and Mythology panels.  The subject of Joseph Campbell's monomyth came up in the latter, and unfortunately, it's one of the few subjects that make me bats*it insane--urm, rouses me to flights of rhetorical passion.  
I would've liked to talk to her about it later.  I seldom meet a woman who both understands and accepts Campbell's thesis.  Many think they do, but they haven't read enough of the misogynistic twerp--er, George Lucas's favorite scholar to understand what's actually happening in his so-called hero's journey.  (As someone who's spent most of her life in the company of military personnel, I also take violent exception to his thesis that legendary and historical heroism is necessarily the product of profound mental illness, but that's a whole 'nother rant.)  I would've liked to learn what attracts her to Campbell's ideas and perhaps get a better grasp on why his interpretation of classical mythology resonates so strongly with so many.  But she left the panel when her husband arrived, a few minutes before the end.  
I love participating in con programs.  I'm a natural-born ham, and nothing makes me happier than giving the audience a good show.  But performing in a setting where you and your audience are up close and personal requires a delicate balance between courtesy, respect, expertise and flamboyance.  Limited time means everything is delivered in broad brush strokes.  I never want to imply my view is the only valid one out there--especially on a subject as controversial as Campbell--but I am a redhead, with all the drama that entails.  I'm the living embodiment why symphony conductors used to warn their proteges, "Whatever you do, don't smile at the brass."  I can be as brassy as it gets.  
Since the woman left early, I don't know how well any of my intentions came across.  But I hope she enjoyed herself, and that she realizes the thanks and applause I gave our audience at the end of the Mythology panel were intended for her too.