The guy makes a living spouting this kind of depressing prose. So, he's good at it. I bet he might enjoy it, sometimes, too. Maybe the recognition, a little? So, perhaps he's a counter example to his own dour outlook.
Not to sound too cynical, but if he hates being known for his writing, why does he write and publish? Why have a website about his works?
That's very strange to me. I could understand hating being famous. But hating being known for the thing you're literally putting into the world so that people know about it?
In the case of being a writer, having some sort of PR output (like a website) is part of managing your brand or whatever I guess. Of course it isn't mandatory, but I bet people have done things they hated more for money.
> It is important to note that while all copyright-related content is presented with the permission of Thomas Ligotti, TLO was created upon the solitary actions of Jon Padgett and continues to exist independent of the direction or promotion of Thomas Ligotti.
I think it's normal for someone to feel the need to write and publish without wanting recognition. His publishing schedule is erratic and also dropped precipitously as he got well-known.
"Impressiveness" is about the most subjective thing I can think of. It's literally about whether it impresses someone.
I've never heard of this Ligotti chap, but these quotes are not selling me on him.
Naturally, there are pessimists who do kill themselves, but nothing obliges them to kill themselves or live with the mark of the hypocrite on their brow. Voluntary death might seem a thoroughly negative course of action, but it is not as simple as that. Every negation is adulterated or stealthily launched by an affirmative spirit. An unequivocal “no” cannot be uttered or acted upon. Lucifer’s last words in heaven may have been “Non serviam,” but none has served the Almighty so dutifully, since His sideshow in the clouds would never draw any customers if it were not for the main attraction of the devil’s hell on earth. Only catatonics and coma patients can persevere in a dignified withdrawal from life’s rattle and hum. Without a “yes” in our hearts, nothing would be done. And to be done with our existence en masse would be the most ambitious affirmation of all.
Ligotti repels me because, whether he acknowledges it or not, his is a counsel of despair. He's gotten so wrapped up in his own inability to find an answer to the simple question "why are we here?" that he has totally omitted to consider he may have a responsibility, in regard to his own person, to make an answer to it. Through that omission, he's inadvertently - I think inadvertently - made the purpose of at least his public life to tell everyone else how bad it is he can't come up with one.
Perhaps I'd have felt the same about Lovecraft, in his day.
I will concede that existentialism of this sort is really the only honest philosophical alternative to pessimism. Ligotti dismisses it, but I can't remember why right at the moment.
Meanwhile, nobody argued that the writer should kill himself. What I said was that the things he does despise prevent the consummation of his expressed desire. Not acknowledging that is unsound.
But, as the kids say, "he probably can't hear himself over the sounds of his own talking".
An asteroid impacting the Earth will surely make an impression on its surface. Therefore, there ARE innately impressive things in the universe.