Kunzlecakes wants you to eat her words. Living at best a mediocre existence, writing about the gory and mundane details of it are sometimes what keep her from despair and self pity. Maybe those details could help you too. Maybe you could find her despair delicious.
Despair and the details are generally lived privately, shared sparingly. Reflections about private, lived experience are best kept for private journals, no? But who wouldn’t want to read someone else’s private journal?
This blogging project is an experiment, in making the private journal public. As an artistic experiment, as a way to establish a writing practice that goes a step further than private scribblings, as an exploration in exhibitionism, as an exercise in testing those blurry and uncomfortable lines that are crossed in the act of revealing private matters publicly, as an investigation into the unsatiable desire to tell it all, despite the inappropriateness and the risk. For all of these reasons, Kunzlecakes took to writing her private journal publicly.
True, we live in a society that has developped an entire industry — from blogging, to webcam, to reality television — around our deep unsatiable hunger for consuming the gory private details of people’s lives, the more embarassing, the more delicious. Kunzlecakes certainly doesn’t pretend to be doing anything new. Just new for her.
Her intention is not to embarass herself, but rather to see how much she is able to reveal. And to find out what happens to her when she does.
Well, of course the writing changes now that it’s public. First of all, Kunzlecakes is a little less lazy with her words and secondly, you won’t hear quite as much about the things and people that she is privately obsessed about as you would if you actually got your hands on her truly private diary. Believe me. She will also try not to incriminate anybody except herself. She doesn’t even want to incriminate herself, actually, but she does want to try to be honest. And that sometimes has its price.
She probably won’t tell you everything. But she’ll tell you what she can.
To check out this exploration of confessional writing and autofiction, see Kunzlecakes.
