I suppose the premise of my argument boils down this: To write about the world, you have to know the world. It's true that writers are like sponges and pick up a fact here, a truth there, and if need be immerse themselves in exhaustive research to lend their art a verisimililtude. I would argue, however, that all of that is mere decor and ornamention, that the essence of any work of art is the artist's impressions, memories, and/or experiences which are shaped by the life he lives. To know ABOUT horsemanship, falconry, and jousting is hardly the same thing as actively pursuing them. It's arguable that Ben Jonson wrote verse as affecting and beautiful as any that Shakespeare wrote but no one would even remotely suggest that Jonson stands toe-to-toe with Shakespeare artistically. In other words, literary art is much more than turning out beautifully polished and trimmed sentences with bits of facts gleaned, stolen, and/or scavenged stuck in to give it the stamp of authority, which with Jonson backfired in writing about hunting deer, which he lifted out of a manual.


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