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WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 8, 1979
Serving Brussels and the surrounding community.
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drawing to a close. People of the area are
fortunate to have live theatre so close to
them. Many people from a distance have
been attending but it would be nice to see
more folks from Brussels at some of the
performances. If you have not been to Blyth
Theatre yet why not go now?
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Wingham Centennial celebrations were
in full swing over the weekend.. A number of
Brussels and area residents were there to
join in the fun and frolic and watch the
monster parade. Brussels Legion Pipe Band
brightened the parade with the colorful
swing of the kilts and delighted the Scots
with the sound of the pipes and drums.
something can be done about it in the
near future.
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There was to be no more about the
sewer construction in this column but after
having a close-up view of the work, on
Friday, across the main street at this corner,
there is going to be. The machine that has
been digging here, there and everywhere,
looks like a greedy, prehistoric monster. It
lowers its vicious toothed jaw, digs in and
gobbles up fiuge bites of street surface,earth
and whatever else it can grab down there,
then bending its flexible neck, it raises its
mouth and spews out whatever it chewed up
into trucks that cart the rubble away. When
it encounters rock, as it did here, it lets out
ear-splititng roars and stamps in rage until
it crushes what defies it.
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The old Export Packers building otOlain
Street that has been in a disgracefhl and
dangerous condition for some time is rapidIN There was a lot of traffic going north and
becoming more so. The roof and part of the "south that day and with only a narrow single
building at the back recently collapsed:, lane where the work was going on, cars, at
Sewer workers had to push some of it out of times were lined up for a block or more
the way so their men could work without waiting to get through.
danger of injury. It is a hazard to anyone who
ventures near it. Children are creatures with It was rewarding to be told by so many
great curiousity and it is fortunate that none people that they enjoyed reading, in this
have as yet met with an accident there. column, about our trip to England, Scotland
Word is expected by council next week on and Wales. It was a pleasure sharing it with
the whole situation and it is hoped that you.
Only a few performances left
If you've been putting off
arrangements to attend the
plays at the Blyth Summer
Festival this year, time is
running out. One of the
season's plays has already
closed, and there are only a
few performances left of the
season's other three pro-
ductions. If you kicked your-
self for not getting tickets to
"I'll Be Back For You Before
Midnight" before it closed,
you'll want to make reserva-
tions now for the final per-
formances of "This Foreign
Land", on August 10 or
August 18, or for "Child" on
August 9, 14, or 15. "McGil-
licuddy's Lost Weekend"
has several performances
left, of which the final one is
August 17. Tickets for all
performances are going
quickly, but most dates are
still open.
If you missed getting re-
servations for the Saturday
night country suppers, don't
give up hope yet. The
Festival has added several
Friday night suppers on
August 10 (a performance of
"This Foreign Land")
August 17 (a performance of •
"McGillicuddy's Lost
Weekend") and August 24
(*performance of "The
Donnellys"). The cost is
$5.50 per person and re- I
PURPOSE., To discuss the .Grey'
toweithip secondary plan
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8:30 p.m.
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servations must be made in
advance at the box office.
August 21 sees the
opening of a new production
on the Blyth stage. "The
Death of the Donnellys"
opens then and runs until
September 1.
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WATCHING TERRIFIC BALL—Tournament participants and spectators
were loud in their praises of the annual mens' invitational ball
tournament held in Brussels on the weekend. Spectators here watched
Monday's games which ended at 9:30 p.m. with Wingham beating
Sebringville 1 to 0 in a 15 inning game and winning the tourney.
(Photo by Langlois)
Short Shots
by Evelyn Kennedy
Behind the scenes
by Keith Roulston
New cliches are hard to find
Pardon my old cliche, but new cliches
are getting as scarce as hens' teeth.
You hear a lot of talk these days about
haw difficult it is for oilmen to find new
supplies of oil to keep our energy hungry
world going. If they think that's tough,
they should be on the search writers have
far something new and different to say.
There's no greater insult one can give a
writer than to say he or she fills their work
with tired, hackneyed cliches. It's telling
the writer that there is little imagination in
the writing, that everything is borrowed
from somewhere else.
The trouble is it's getting harder and
harder to find something new and fresh to
write about. There is only so much new
under the sun. Most things in our world
take place in an endless cycle. People are
born, grow up, fall in love, marry, have
children and eventually die. There are
good times and bad times, happiness and
sadness, war and peace. Any one of those
conditions has been dealt with several
million times by writers from Shakespeare
to Arthur Hailey. Write about them again
and you're either running the risk of being
told you have nothing new to say or you
have to find some new angle to write about.
Recently one writer desperate for
originality created a novel about Siamese
twins who get married to two different men
along with appropriate accounts of their
love lives. How about a love story about the
world's first two test tube babies, one male
and one female who fall in love, settle
down and start their own little test tube?
Coming up with something new to say in
a world with a finite number of new things
has always been a problem of course.
Every time somebody writes a story it
means one less topic to deal with for the
next writer who comes along. With each
generation that passes the next generation
is that much harder to find something fresh
to write about. But the 20th century has
speeded up the process to a dizzying
extent. New technology has increased the
number of books in print. Radio and
movies increased the number of stories
being written and recorded. And today we
have the hungry giant of television which
gobbles up as many stories in a week as
were written and published in a century up
until our own.
If you want to be an inventive writer
these days you either have to find
something out of this world to write about
like science fiction or you have to spend
about two years research log to find out if
anybody else has come tip with your idea
be ore you. If they haven't when you begin
that research, chances are somebody'll
have written about it by the time you
finish.
I think that's why there's been so much
attention paid to things like gay liberation
recently. It opened a new line of story
telling and everybody rushed to get in on
the action, to write something fresh. Of
course only about the first story was fresh.
After that we had the same cliches about
normal people being regenerated about
homosexuals. There was love, rejection,
jealousy and hate all played out again just
as in a 1940's movie.
It's not just individual story situations
that are now cliches but whole kinds of
stories. Over the years every combination
and permutation of story possibility has
been so repeated in western movies that
now the western movie is a cliche. I've read
or watched so many stories about the
loneliness of living in an isolated farm-
house on the prairies that if I never see
another one it will be too soon.
An acquaintance on attending a perform-
ance of a play of mine recently said to
herself: Lord, not another play about small
town politics. She was right of course. It's
all been said before.
Yet the thing about most cliches is that
they are eternal truths. They may be
stories told a thousand times but usually
they've happened a million times in real
life. One of the most common criticisms
I've received over the years as a writer is
that my characters are stereotypes (that's a
walking, breathing cliche). To some people
I guess they are. On the other hand, nearly
every one of those stereotypes was based
on a real person that I've met over the
years in the various small towns in this part
of the country. They're exaggerated a bit
for the sake of comedy perhapi, but they
started out as real people.
The problem is that we have dealt with
fiction on television and in movies and
books for so long that sometimes it's hard
to separate out what is real and what is the
copy. Does art imitate life or does art
imitate art? Sometimes when I get such
criticism I find it hard to figure out myself
whether my characters are original or are
shaped through the vision of too many
stereotypes of small town people perpetu-
ated on the television screen.
The nice thing about writing for theatre
however is that you have the real final
judge right in front of you: the audience.
Someone phoned the other night to tell me
how much they had enjoyed my play. "You
lmow," she said, "we didn't realize until
we got home that all those characters
reminded us of people we had known."
The cliches and stereotypes may not be
new, but they're still true. I guess I'll stick
with them.