So here’s the scoop. I’m supposed to write an author’s blog, join a social web site (facebook), comment on others blogs and sites, etc., in order to market myself. I have one book of poetry and one novel published, which are with a small press. This means that maybe fifty people in the entire world have read either.
As it turns out, the only exposure that I am getting comes from a blog article (which I penned in 2008) entitled, “Nude Opera.” I have Site-meter, so I have been able to see the search words that brought viewers to this blog article. It turns out that they did not seem to be patrons of the arts, but were instead in pursuit of something of a baser nature.
The premise of the piece focused on the “dance of the seven veils” that soprano Karita Mattila performed during a Metropolitan Opera production of Strauss’s “Salome.” I make the contention that, if opera ventured down the same path as theater, it would also have to grapple with the same questions of relevance, gimmickry, and inflated shamelessness that have plagued the theater. This is because the use of explicit nude scenes has been used to compensate for shallow writing. (To read the entire article, simply Google—nude opera)
As a writer faced with the obstacle of obscurity, I am torn between the status of literary fiction (my novel is in this category) and the prurient interests of the average web surfer.
So hail to NUDE OPERA--whatever that entails. And I thank all of you “nudity on the web” seekers for choosing ShakesShiversandDithers.blogspot.com. Otherwise my obscurity would be truly bittersweet.