by Jon Rappoport
August 25, 2022
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You can change it.
You can walk into your studio, look at a painting you finished yesterday, and paint over it.
There’s no rule.
You could look at a line you wrote, “I had three trees in my yard,” and change it to, “I had three yards in my tree.”
If you like the change, you don’t have to explain it to anyone.
On the other hand, if you want to explain it, you might end up writing an 800-page book about changing one line. It could be an interesting book.
A film director once told me he read a script an agent sent him, and told the agent the story didn’t really work, but if the whole thing took place in an insane asylum, and the characters were inmates, he would considering taking it on.
Change.
I did that with an article. I read the piece, didn’t like it—then decided to make it a document that provoked a criminal trial in the future, in which the author was accused of a crime—and voila, I was all set.
You write a story. If the locale doesn’t work, change it. Put it on another planet. Now you have six new ideas, and the story becomes a novel.
You can plan out a novel meticulously, or you can make it up as you write it.
The greatest film comedy I’ve ever seen, His Girl Friday, was based on a stage play, but one of the two lead characters was changed from a man to a woman—and suddenly the romance that blossomed in the film gave rise to fabulous dialogue between Roz Russell and Cary Grant.
I would argue that some of the staunchest supporters of independence from England in Colonial America started out with profit motives. They wanted to enrich themselves by breaking with the Crown. But eventually, they saw the far wider principle of individual freedom come into view. And they shifted gears into a higher purpose.
Change.
It loosens and cuts chains.
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Jon Rappoport
The author of three explosive collections, THE MATRIX REVEALED, EXIT FROM THE MATRIX, and POWER OUTSIDE THE MATRIX, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. He maintains a consulting practice for private clients, the purpose of which is the expansion of personal creative power. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free NoMoreFakeNews emails here or his free OutsideTheRealityMachine emails here.
Cool.
“One of the Great Things About Art… You can change it. You can walk into your studio, look at a painting you finished yesterday, and paint over it. There’s no rule.”
And said another way…
“One of the Great Things About Your Life… You can change it. You can wake up any day, look at the life you’ve been living, choose a new path, be a different person, be something new. There’s no rule.”
“You write a story.”
Every single moment we are each writing our own story. Some of us know that and lovingly embrace this joy… and some of us hate that idea and think that someone else is writing the story for them that they must adhere to and that they can blame for all their problems and disappointments.
We can’t help but write our story. If we are breathing… we are writing our story. We are the writer. We are the editor. We are the story characters. We are the plot. We are the points of conflict. We are the motivations. And we write… Our Big Finish.
We are all artists. Our Lives is our art.
And our worst critic and most appreciative critic is… Our own Self.
Roundball Shaman, I just upvoted your uplifting comment.