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Uhhh, that's going to be a little harder to find. How about another picture instead? Or a poem?
;)

Your pictures and poetry are always welcome!

Did you read my villanelle that posted yesterday? Wait until you read my next poem. LOL
 
No Chance!
06/07/08 By: Anonymous
Not a guy alive who would put up with this unless he is bi, which really means gay. Great way to learn about S.T.D.s.



LOL
I find this newest comment especially funny since unlike most of my stories, this one IS true! LOL
 
Your pictures and poetry are always welcome!

Did you read my villanelle that posted yesterday? Wait until you read my next poem. LOL

Hey careful. I might just get a little too confident, and then we will both suffer retribution - you for such public endorsements and me for forgetting my subservient place, at least here.

And yes I did read your poem. But I didn't vote, nor did I comment. I didn't vote because I just wasn't thinking of it. I just went, "hm, pretty nice" and moved on. It was later I thought, "ah! I forgot to vote!"

Which reminds me of something I've been wanting to express, some stuff I learned when on a recent reading spree - and it might help soothe some of those (like me) who go through frequent (near-constant) periods of doubt.
 
Which reminds me of something I've been wanting to express, some stuff I learned when on a recent reading spree - and it might help soothe some of those (like me) who go through frequent (near-constant) periods of doubt.

Do share!
 
No Chance!
06/07/08 By: Anonymous
Not a guy alive who would put up with this unless he is bi, which really means gay. Great way to learn about S.T.D.s.



LOL
I find this newest comment especially funny since unlike most of my stories, this one IS true! LOL

At least they admitted you provided something educational. Nothing wrong with education...
 
You want it in pieces or all at once?

Whatever you think is best....
Just Hurry...
The Trolls are Fast-approaching

I didn't realize that my new story would attract them so quickly!!!
 
Whatever you think is best....
Just Hurry...
The Trolls are Fast-approaching

I didn't realize that my new story would attract them so quickly!!!

Sorry. Can't hurry. You go laugh at your trolls and I'll get these thoughts into a somewhat coherent assembly.

Besides, gotta do some other stuff.
 
other stuff?

You mean there's other stuff?

What other stuff is there?

coffee makin'
dog walkin'
thoughts organizin'

non-creative non-fictional stuff.

but for starters, when I was on the reading spree - I mentioned this on page 5 - the more I was hooked into the stories, the less I thought of voting or commenting, until afterwards, when it was too late, since I generally made a point to look for stuff by names I didn't recognize, because I didn't want to be prejudiced to any one or another direction. So I don't recall who wrote the stuff that seemed to really 'work' for me. So they don't know that I read them and enjoyed. But I was glad their work was available for me to enjoy. I don't even remember if they had H's or good or so-so numbers. I didn't care. You know? Also, if they had, like a series? And I was into the series? When I'd come to the end of a chapter, and wanted to get to the next one, the idea of voting, or thinking of what to comment would've been just an annoying impediment to the next chapter.

You can probably see where this is going... I'll continue if you want.
 
For another: During the reading spree I wasn't reading as a writer, or to 'learn' or to analyze. For me, if I've remembered to vote, it was because I was reading them not for pure enjoyment but as a sort of judge (an unqualified judge, certainly). Some of the stuff I read during the reading spree could hardly be considered important literary masterpiece nobel candidates. You know? But they still worked for me. Then. During the reading spree when I read for pure and admittedly visceral enjoyment. Now, being back in the [not a real] writer mind, I will likely read very little. Or at least, what worked for me as a reader may not appeal to me now. And what didn't appeal to me during the reading spree may do so now.

More?
 
I'm always up for more.. but that's another subject entirely.

You bring up an interesting point about reading stories as a writer vs. as a reader. I never thought about it, but I do it too. I enjoy reading and voting or commenting on entries for theme contests. When I read those stories, I read them as a writer. While I am reading, I am taking mental notes of what I enjoyed, what I would have done differently, and whether or not the plot and characters seem to support each other. If the characters are flat or the plot is just unbelieveable, then I can't enjoy it.

When I am reading for pleasure.. well, that's a whole other ballgame.
 
There is a point to all this.

Wanna jump right to the point or wanna work up to it?
 
Okay.

During the reading-for-pure-personal-pleasure spree, I found that when something worked for me, or hooked me, the writer often did what I would usually claim I wouldn't want to do. Conversely, if I would tell someone what I wanted to do or how I wanted to do it - for example, wanting to create something really artsy and poetic and stuff - but I saw someone else doing it, it kind of put me off. Then. It did then. During the pleasure spree. Now, or tomorrow or whenever, I might likely appreciate the 'artsy' or 'poetic' more than I did during the reading-for-pure-personal-pleasure jaunt.

There's more.

And there's a happy ending. Sorta.
 
No Chance!
06/07/08 By: Anonymous
Not a guy alive who would put up with this unless he is bi, which really means gay. Great way to learn about S.T.D.s.



LOL
I find this newest comment especially funny since unlike most of my stories, this one IS true! LOL

I knew I felt a sense of Deja vu!
Of all my stories, 4 of them are true events. I've left things out, changed names, expanded a little here and there, but they are essentially true.

Two of my "true" stories are from readers. Two are from personal experience.
3 out of the 4 "true" stories got comments that they could never happen. On the other story, a reader suspected it as being true.

None of my totally fiction stories ever received such comments, except a similar comment on one of the chapters of a series that features an alien abduction.

hmmnmm....

Does that mean that reality is harder to believe than my fiction? LOL
 
I knew I felt a sense of Deja vu!
Of all my stories, 4 of them are true events. I've left things out, changed names, expanded a little here and there, but they are essentially true.

Two of my "true" stories are from readers. Two are from personal experience.
3 out of the 4 "true" stories got comments that they could never happen. On the other story, a reader suspected it as being true.

None of my totally fiction stories ever received such comments, except a similar comment on one of the chapters of a series that features an alien abduction.

hmmnmm....

Does that mean that reality is harder to believe than my fiction? LOL

Well now, this is a fascinating topic in itself: fiction, nonfiction, reality, plausibility, implausibility, believability, incredulity... the blends, the possibilities.

I'll think on this.

I must admit though, I'm finding it hard to believe that someone is actually asking me what I think, about anything. Soon as I make sense of this, that I didn't just enter a fragmentary fiction, I'll think on it some more and return with a few tentative answers.

Maybe we could start by asking: if someone told you the story would you believe it? If you didn't know it was true?

I've had a few experiences that when I look back, it's like, "that wasn't me! No! That didn't happen to me! I didn't do that. Nobody would believe it. I barely believe it."

More later?

Quit it...:eek::rose:
 
Good thing I left out the part about when we must have hit the phone in the, um, tussle and my cell phone called my boss' cell phone!

Damn. I tamed down the story and they STILL didn't believe it.

LOL
 
Good thing I left out the part about when we must have hit the phone in the, um, tussle and my cell phone called my boss' cell phone!

Damn. I tamed down the story and they STILL didn't believe it.

LOL

I will say that, from a reader's standpoint, whether the events depicted were based on fact or fiction would be like, the least important criteria to determine my enjoyment of something written.
 
I will say that, from a reader's standpoint, whether the events depicted were based on fact or fiction would be like, the least important criteria to determine my enjoyment of something written.

I sure don't intend for my readers to think that my stories are true. But to think my true story is unbelievable... hmmm... there's something wrong with that..especially since I left out the truly crazy part.
 
I sure don't intend for my readers to think that my stories are true. But to think my true story is unbelievable... hmmm... there's something wrong with that..especially since I left out the truly crazy part.

Try not to lose a lot of sleep over it.
 
Oh, never that.

Very good.

I'm calling it a night and I can only hope that when I wake up all the stuff I thought I learned about writing will be erased and I can start all over, and write without trying to write like a writer, as if I have no idea what I'm doing, or at least quit worrying so much about all of it. That way each sentence and each word and each idea might be like brand new discoveries.

Let's see if such a miracle might happen.

Nite-nite
 
I think, dear purple Hmmnmmish, you're going to have to accept the fact that you are a sage among minions and the voice of [scandalously ignored] reason among egoists.
You say excellent things that turn simplicity into artful thought.

Simply put, rock on wit ya bad self. :D

A delayed-response-alternate-interpretation of this passage just hit shortly after I woke up today and reviewed this thread.

I think this could mean that some of us shouldn't let it get to us that we'll never be published in our lifetime. Which is somewhat liberating in itself. Because I realized that when I write with the expectation of sending to someone, I'm thinking of how to make it so it might be more acceptable to them. And it produces prose that just isn't me, which I sure wouldn't want to put my name to, and battle the embarrassment a few years down the road. So I think I'll continue to work backwards, and try to find that old lost voice. Just compose poems and stories and rambles and put most of them in a box in the closet, and maybe once in a while present one or two on Lit, because while it's true that most people don't care for my stuff, I have evidence that there's a few who do, and those few I really do appreciate and I know they don't mind if I tend to meander (meandering - that's a bigtime no-no, you know).

Wow, this thread was therapeutic after all.

:heart::rose::heart:
 
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