Question from: Shelley ——–
Have you noticed the subject material of the book wanders about?
Answer from: Ira
Had I set out to write a fictional book the subject material would not wander about as much. Writing fiction involves a tight weaving of personalities, subject matter, location, and plot into a coherent whole while trying to please the mind of the reader. Roller-coaster twists in the storyline, juxtaposition of unusual events, surprises from out of the blue, and even familiar rhythmic action can be stimulating to the mind. An adroit writer is usually well polished in these planned techniques. Sculpting the subject material initially with an outline well in advance via reviews and reformulations is a staple of those who write these fabrications.
But my book is not fiction. Although the subject matter may be outside the purview of many readers experiences or cognitive framework, it is not pretend or make believe. As the author I did not have the liberty to manipulate the facts to appease the mind of the reader. In fact, the book was written as a historical document. That being said, the latitude to fabricate narrows significantly. In contrast to fiction the events I wrote about were presented chronologically and lifelike as they occurred to the best of my recollection.
Long durations of time in a book can also unhinge it’s continuity. The majority of events written about, from when I first met Ryan Moran until my departure with his organization, spans a time line of over of thirty years. Yet there is still a substantial amount of material I have not written about or wish to disclose. Given my time constraints initially involved in writing the book I needed to be selective by giving an overview of the prominent experiences involving Ryan and me. Some of the experiences mentioned take place over many years and decades which adds the book’s roaming nature. History is not always a neat and clean package for consumption. Nor does it always present itself in a predictable or orderly assembly. Whereas the mind may be hungry for order and continuity, reality does not necessarily abide by the same rules. Life many times serves up a meandering course of events at best.
In the final analysis I suspect the book best tracks my wanderings through life as a hitchhiker. Standing on a New York street corner with a hitchhiking sign indicating you want to travel to California conjures up one set of circumstances. Holding up an “Anywhere” sign on the same corner elicits a much different journey where wandering is almost always a part of the adventure.
From his days of flying jets Ryan Moran was fond of saying, “If you don’t know where you’re going, you’ll end up somewhere else.” Ultimately the book, like my life, also ended up “somewhere else.”