Monday, June 1, 2009

Self Awareness/Directed Awareness

I was thinking about awareness today. For people, self-awareness has many facets. People in general need brain power to filter out much of the information their senses collect. I think self-awareness for particular people can end up running in channels, so that we can quickly assign meaning and values to people and relationships in our lives and not get bogged down/drown in processing details. Relationships can also be symbolic, in the sense that a symbol can stand in for a relationship, a kind of short hand code.

The problem arises when a new writer doesn't realize their particular short hand code (a dark-haired woman with thick glasses could be a symbol for an abusive parent) doesn't evoke anything for a reader. The job of our brains to filter out details or shape our reality to a particular design can lead to a kind of neutered, thin writing that fails to ring true. Except for the person writing in their particular symbolic code.

Directed awareness, however, is a choice about where to focus awareness. Cynthia Whitcomb, the President of Willamette Writers, has had a long career as a successful screenwriter. When she began focusing more on writing plays, she read a play a day for a year. That was one way she assimilated a deeper understanding of what makes for a good play.

I find students in my screenwriting classes who don't like or watch movies. They simply want to imagine an idea of theirs turned into a Hollywood film, or imagine their life being turned into a major motion picture, with the money involved. I sometimes lose 50% to 70% of my students in a particular class. I suspect when I try and teach them directed awareness about storytelling -- consciously learning the craft -- they aren't ready for the work involved, or they come to realize the work involved.

About directed awareness versus intuition, recent brain scan studies have shown that once people have assimilated understanding (gained understanding about some facet of writing like plot, for example), when a problem arises, the subconscious can take that assimilated understanding of storytelling and find a solution to a particular plot problem. Then pop the answer in to the conscious mind.

Which some people interpret as intuition.

The catch is, the subconscious can only present that answer to the conscious mind when that mind is not preoccupied with a particular problem. Being pre-occupied with a problem blocks the subconscious mind from accessing the conscious mind and providing an answer.

I go over this more in the latest version of my book, and reference some of these new scientific studies. I find it fascinating that brain scans give a more accurate representation of how the brain works and functions.

Many years ago I was in a state of deep meditation where I could see the flow of my subconscious thoughts/feelings/awareness welling up into my conscious mind; be aware of thoughts before they became conscious thoughts. Odd, enchanting process to observe.


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An Unexpected Revelation

There was a gathering of some of the original cable access video volunteers in Portland at my place today. I introduced myself to one gentleman who started telling me about putting together a memoir about his father's life and experiences in WWII. Then it came out that his father lived in a boarding house in Vienna after WWI, with Adolf Hitler living in the basement of the boarding house.

I'd like to see the memoir when it's completed.

Many years ago I met a man who said his father was a pilot in a bomber group in WWII. That when missions were aborted mid-flight, the bombers could pretty much drop bombs on a long list of targets, except the railroad tracks running in to the death camps. They were forbidden by direct order not to bomb those railroad tracks, while railroad tracks in general were an open target if missions were aborted.

Interesting stories you can hear at gatherings.

For a short time in my life, I kept finding myself being a minor irritant to various billionaires. I kind of miss those days. I haven't irritated a billionaire in many years now. I'm sure I wasn't much above the level of a bug hitting a windshield to them, but still, that's a righteous feeling, being a bug with a mission.