Tonight, we watched the movie (Meryl Streep did such a great job, I forgot that I wasn't watching Julia Child), and I finally realized why Julie Powell's story spoke to me. It's what connected Julie and Julia beyond the cooking: writing, communicating with an audience, and their quest to find their place in the world.
What blogger can't relate to Julie's excitement when she receives her first comment from a stranger? Though arguably narcissistic, that realization that someone is reading encourages you to write more. Having an audience also brings with it a sense of accountability. When Julie doesn't follow through on something she's blogged about, she feels like she has to answer to her readers for it. It's what causes us guilt when we go a week without blogging; it's what causes us to deliberate whether or not to push the publish button on a questionable post. Once we finally get an audience, we feel a responsibility to them and don't want to alienate anyone.
Both Julie and Julia had dreams of publishing. Julie had a "novel in the drawer," and Julia worked on her cookbook for something like eight years before it was finally picked up by a publisher. The scenes where Julia receives the acceptance letter for her cookbook and Julie's answering machine is full with publishing offers is enough to fill any aspiring writer's head with daydreams of the same good fortune, but the two women pose interesting questions about writing before their dreams become reality. Julie wonders what makes a writer. Do you have to be published to be considered a writer, or does simply the act of writing give you this title? (I tend to lean toward the latter definition.) Which leads me to ponder another question: what constitutes a published writer? Technically, aren't all bloggers published writers? What about when the intended publication isn't published, as Julia thought would be her case? When Julia's cookbook is first rejected after dedicating almost a decade to it, she asks, what now? That got me thinking about Julie's novel in the drawer and writing that isn't widely read.
With the exception of some writing like journaling, we write for an audience. But if that audience never reads it, it doesn't necessarily mean that those words are wasted. I think about my work in progress. Of course I'm writing it with the hopes that it will one day be published, but I'm fully aware that might not happen. If the novel ultimately becomes nothing but a file on my computer, will I feel as though I wasted the two years or whatever that it took me to write it? I don't think so, because like I told Marla Beck in a recent teleclass when she asked us why our writing project was important, it's a personal goal I've had for as long as I can remember. Even if it never gets published, it's important to me that I'm able to say, "I went after my dream and tried to make it a reality." Moreover, how could time spent doing something I enjoy be a waste? And besides, you never know where that novel in the drawer might one day lead.
So while Julie & Julia was entertaining to read and watch, it really got me thinking about writing, audience, and how both of those things connect us with others in the blogosphere. And of course, you know what I'm going to say next: I'd love to hear your thoughts on the matter. ☺