Tihmmnmmish's Very Laid-Back Summery Poolside Threadcast

[Epmd607]

Well thanks. I think.
I didn't have anything like that on the lists I was working on. Your cross-something-sex-something. Very inventive.

Shall I continue the pecking on it? Or was I too tardy?

He's on vacation, though I know he's still working on his program. I don't really understand what he wants to do with a bunch of partial rhymes. I've never seen that poem before either, he does puzzle poems sometimes.

Hey WildSweetOne, you write any new poems?

 

[hmmnmm]

He's on vacation, though I know he's still working on his program. I don't really understand what he wants to do with a bunch of partial rhymes. I've never seen that poem before either, he does puzzle poems sometimes.

Hey WildSweetOne, you write any new poems?

Well, I have a partial idea what he's getting at, which would match his partial rhymes.

But I'll tell ya, if nothing else, even if I've totally misunderstood, several lists of words came out of it. You know, sometimes a good way to start is to just pick a random word, think on it, play with it, see if anything develops. So it's been a good for that alone. Goods popping up all over the place all of a sudden.

Okay, back to work.

 

[hmmnmm]

I should clarify: plucking up a random word to start with or to use for exercise is something I personally enjoy doing. Will not at all assume it to be any other person's preference. Thank you and good night.

 

[hmmnmm]

Zone!

That's the word.

In the Zone.
hear about but seldom experience

But that's it.

Slipped through the curtain
in the Zone.
Back to work.

 

[hmmnmm]

Earlier eras. That's the feel. Reminiscent. A time prior to awareness of red H's and attaching great numerical importance to creations in prose. Ah, ignorance is dope.
Back to work...

 

[wildsweetone]

He's on vacation, though I know he's still working on his program. I don't really understand what he wants to do with a bunch of partial rhymes. I've never seen that poem before either, he does puzzle poems sometimes.

Hey WildSweetOne, you write any new poems?

haven't had time to blink. life stuff keeps getting in the way. been thinking about doing a 30/30 just to force me to make time to write. *still thinking* did a couple for the kink bingo thread in the AH. itching to write more for it but it's truly a time thing.

Zone!

That's the word.

In the Zone.
hear about but seldom experience

But that's it.

Slipped through the curtain
in the Zone.
Back to work.

wahoooo! lol keep going. and enjoy the ride. see, now you know what i mean.

 

[hmmnmm]

haven't had time to blink. life stuff keeps getting in the way. been thinking about doing a 30/30 just to force me to make time to write. *still thinking* did a couple for the kink bingo thread in the AH. itching to write more for it but it's truly a time thing.




wahoooo! lol keep going. and enjoy the ride. see, now you know what i mean.

It is enjoyable. It's about finding that voice or that feel that's yours. Kill all the voices that say 'do like this not like that' because they kill that feel. I know my style, always did. No claim to have arrived to any measurable level of proficiency but with a familiar feel it seems more attainable... wait, not even that. There is nothing to attain. It is, as you say, Enjoy. And let it go where it wants to go. Works every time. It's the only way that works, for me, maybe not for someone else. And it's not destined for widespread Lit acceptance. Not complaining. Just the way it is. And it's fine.

Okay, back to work.

 

[EroticOrogeny]

Nil carborundum illigitemis

I try not to

 

[wildsweetone]

It is enjoyable. It's about finding that voice or that feel that's yours. Kill all the voices that say 'do like this not like that' because they kill that feel. I know my style, always did. No claim to have arrived to any measurable level of proficiency but with a familiar feel it seems more attainable... wait, not even that. There is nothing to attain. It is, as you say, Enjoy. And let it go where it wants to go. Works every time. It's the only way that works, for me, maybe not for someone else. And it's not destined for widespread Lit acceptance. Not complaining. Just the way it is. And it's fine.

Okay, back to work.

see that part i bolded... yesterday i splashed out on a kit containing water colours and a water colour kind of 'how to' book to paint in the way of The Edwardian Lady. i've been itching to do this for several years. i have a set of shelves in my study that contains pretty much any kind of art medium you can think of, but i keep coming back to wanting to paint with water colours. anyway... today i spent most of it drawing and painting three birds on a bird feeder with twigs and blossom all around.

it was the most enjoyable day i've spent for several months. i love it when i am riding wherever my muse decides to guide me. i forget about the rest of the world and localise my concentration solely on what i'm doing. it's so relaxing and exciting and such fun. i'm glad i don't force myself to stick with one area of art. i can't imagine life without lots of different creative outlets. i'd go nuts.

oh... i still want to write. lol guess that'll happen sooner or later.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

United breaks guitars

 

[hmmnmm]

Keith & Pete Airways?

 

[hmmnmm]

see that part i bolded... yesterday i splashed out on a kit containing water colours and a water colour kind of 'how to' book to paint in the way of The Edwardian Lady. i've been itching to do this for several years. i have a set of shelves in my study that contains pretty much any kind of art medium you can think of, but i keep coming back to wanting to paint with water colours. anyway... today i spent most of it drawing and painting three birds on a bird feeder with twigs and blossom all around.

it was the most enjoyable day i've spent for several months. i love it when i am riding wherever my muse decides to guide me. i forget about the rest of the world and localise my concentration solely on what i'm doing. it's so relaxing and exciting and such fun. i'm glad i don't force myself to stick with one area of art. i can't imagine life without lots of different creative outlets. i'd go nuts.

oh... i still want to write. lol guess that'll happen sooner or later.

I think each person has to decide (sometimes daily, sometimes moment by moment) whether to place higher value on anticipating the degree that others will accept or reject you or your work, or to give that importance to your own personal enjoyment and count it as an unexpected and pleasant surprise if someone else happens to see it and gets something good out of it.

If I succeed in the very infrequent feat of really blocking out the rest of the world, and letting the words ride wherever, I'll end up with a bunch of long, winding, tangential, and no doubt improperly written sentences, that don't necessarily hint of a detectable plot or definable point; if I end up laughing out loud a few times along the way, all the better.

But what's one of the big no-nos of 'writing'? Right: don't write those long winding tangential sentences in which a definable point is not conspicuous. And if you dare submit something like that, something full of long winding tangential sentences that don't conspicuously reveal some direct-routed point, on an internet literature site, like Lit, retribution in the form of disapproval will surely be directed your way. Then you'll be bummed. What'll you do when you're bummed (oh, for the UK-related folks, 'bummed' in this case means 'down, blue, sad, discouraged, unhappy, etc')? You'll seek direction from the wise. They'll tell you that anyone knows those long winding tangential sentences that do not offer clear direction to a point or plot are bad. Because popularity=good and unpopularity=bad and if you want to become a good=popular writer, you'll study and copy what the good=popular writers do. You'll be less bummed. But right there, the world is not blocked out and the words lose their freedom to ride wherever.

The only real solution is to kill that concern about what others think. It isn't easy. They make millions of tiny babies. They creep in and hide in the corners. You think they're not there. But they're just waiting for a moment you're vulnerable. Then they crawl all over and distort perception. Tie you down. Give you the full forceful glare of the world, straight in your face. The words are crippled. Can't ride wherever. Can't go anywhere. Then you're double bummed. I think the only real solution is to just do what you want the way you want. Maybe nobody will want it. Such may be its fate. But such also may be its liberation.

Well, off to work.

 

[wildsweetone]

i know some writers edit as they go. i don't. i sit and i write and pour out whatever the heck needs to come out. this way i don't subconsciously stop the flow of words PLUS it allows me free reign to write whatever needs to be written. sometimes it comes out perfect first time, sometimes it comes out as a load of codswallop.

it is in the editing process that decisions are made... where is this piece going to live out its last days? on a porn site? on a bookshelf? in a blog? once that decision is made, then i edit to that specific audience.

if i edited as i went, probably 90% of what i write would never see the light of day. however, i know some authors/poets do write that way. we each should do whatever works right for our self. there is no 100% right way with writing. that's part of the beauty of creating.

who knows... one of those tangential sentences could be how one of your characters speak. it wouldn't be wrong at all in that instance.

so yes, kill your concerns about what others think and just enjoy the journey until you're ready to clean it up.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Keith & Pete Airways?

~ who?

 

[hmmnmm]

~ who?

~yes~

 

[UnderYourSpell]

grrrrrrrrrrrrr

 

[hmmnmm]

grrrrrrrrrrrrr

tiger

 

[hmmnmm]

i know some writers edit as they go. i don't. i sit and i write and pour out whatever the heck needs to come out. this way i don't subconsciously stop the flow of words PLUS it allows me free reign to write whatever needs to be written. sometimes it comes out perfect first time, sometimes it comes out as a load of codswallop.

it is in the editing process that decisions are made... where is this piece going to live out its last days? on a porn site? on a bookshelf? in a blog? once that decision is made, then i edit to that specific audience.

if i edited as i went, probably 90% of what i write would never see the light of day. however, i know some authors/poets do write that way. we each should do whatever works right for our self. there is no 100% right way with writing. that's part of the beauty of creating.

who knows... one of those tangential sentences could be how one of your characters speak. it wouldn't be wrong at all in that instance.

so yes, kill your concerns about what others think and just enjoy the journey until you're ready to clean it up.

With you all the way, but not sure about that last part about the cleanup.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

tiger

oh shush I'm trying to think of a title that puns the word 'ear'
Erring on the rediculous doesn't seem to clinch it nor from ear to eternity or ear today gone tomorrow although I may have to settle for one of those

 

[EroticOrogeny]

i know some writers edit as they go. i don't. i sit and i write and pour out whatever the heck needs to come out. this way i don't subconsciously stop the flow of words PLUS it allows me free reign to write whatever needs to be written. sometimes it comes out perfect first time, sometimes it comes out as a load of codswallop.

it is in the editing process that decisions are made... where is this piece going to live out its last days? on a porn site? on a bookshelf? in a blog? once that decision is made, then i edit to that specific audience.

if i edited as i went, probably 90% of what i write would never see the light of day. however, i know some authors/poets do write that way. we each should do whatever works right for our self. there is no 100% right way with writing. that's part of the beauty of creating.

who knows... one of those tangential sentences could be how one of your characters speak. it wouldn't be wrong at all in that instance.

so yes, kill your concerns about what others think and just enjoy the journey until you're ready to clean it up.

I can't say that I edit or not as a general rule. It depends in part on what I'm writing. A poem with form will often be edit as I go, with a final round on meter etc. Free verse is generally freer flowing and may not edit much. Prose is kind of paragraph by paragraph, in some cases needing to find citations for various assertions.

 

[bluerains]

others

give options to why we enjoy...OTHERS...go figure...

I think each person has to decide (sometimes daily, sometimes moment by moment) whether to place higher value on anticipating the degree that others will accept or reject you or your work, or to give that importance to your own personal enjoyment and count it as an unexpected and pleasant surprise if someone else happens to see it and gets something good out of it.

If I succeed in the very infrequent feat of really blocking out the rest of the world, and letting the words ride wherever, I'll end up with a bunch of long, winding, tangential, and no doubt improperly written sentences, that don't necessarily hint of a detectable plot or definable point; if I end up laughing out loud a few times along the way, all the better.

But what's one of the big no-nos of 'writing'? Right: don't write those long winding tangential sentences in which a definable point is not conspicuous. And if you dare submit something like that, something full of long winding tangential sentences that don't conspicuously reveal some direct-routed point, on an internet literature site, like Lit, retribution in the form of disapproval will surely be directed your way. Then you'll be bummed. What'll you do when you're bummed (oh, for the UK-related folks, 'bummed' in this case means 'down, blue, sad, discouraged, unhappy, etc')? You'll seek direction from the wise. They'll tell you that anyone knows those long winding tangential sentences that do not offer clear direction to a point or plot are bad. Because popularity=good and unpopularity=bad and if you want to become a good=popular writer, you'll study and copy what the good=popular writers do. You'll be less bummed. But right there, the world is not blocked out and the words lose their freedom to ride wherever.

The only real solution is to kill that concern about what others think. It isn't easy. They make millions of tiny babies. They creep in and hide in the corners. You think they're not there. But they're just waiting for a moment you're vulnerable. Then they crawl all over and distort perception. Tie you down. Give you the full forceful glare of the world, straight in your face. The words are crippled. Can't ride wherever. Can't go anywhere. Then you're double bummed. I think the only real solution is to just do what you want the way you want. Maybe nobody will want it. Such may be its fate. But such also may be its liberation.

Well, off to work.

 

[wildsweetone]

With you all the way, but not sure about that last part about the cleanup.

i should not have intimated that editing was not something to be enjoyed it is. i just seem to have to force myself to do it.

I can't say that I edit or not as a general rule. It depends in part on what I'm writing. A poem with form will often be edit as I go, with a final round on meter etc. Free verse is generally freer flowing and may not edit much. Prose is kind of paragraph by paragraph, in some cases needing to find citations for various assertions.

do you go back and look at older poems you've written? do you find sometimes that you are suddenly hit with a spark of some way of improving a phrase, line, verse? that's editing. and oftentimes it's best to let the poems sit for a while in order to be able to do the best edit you can. i don't edit everything i write. i should at least make time to edit everything i write... at least cast my eye over it again. improvements often pop up. but that's just how i work. *smile* we're all different. and it's cool that we are.

 

[EroticOrogeny]

i should not have intimated that editing was not something to be enjoyed it is. i just seem to have to force myself to do it.



do you go back and look at older poems you've written? do you find sometimes that you are suddenly hit with a spark of some way of improving a phrase, line, verse? that's editing. and oftentimes it's best to let the poems sit for a while in order to be able to do the best edit you can. i don't edit everything i write. i should at least make time to edit everything i write... at least cast my eye over it again. improvements often pop up. but that's just how i work. *smile* we're all different. and it's cool that we are.

Sometimes I'll look back, note things I didn't see before. Occasionally I'll make a change, but usually its just an educational process.

 

[hmmnmm]

i should not have intimated that editing was not something to be enjoyed it is. i just seem to have to force myself to do it.



do you go back and look at older poems you've written? do you find sometimes that you are suddenly hit with a spark of some way of improving a phrase, line, verse? that's editing. and oftentimes it's best to let the poems sit for a while in order to be able to do the best edit you can. i don't edit everything i write. i should at least make time to edit everything i write... at least cast my eye over it again. improvements often pop up. but that's just how i work. *smile* we're all different. and it's cool that we are.

Ah. Now we can talk. All I know of you is what I've seen or felt from your writings and our casual communion here. But of course I don't know you. We'll likely never meet. From what I see I think I'd like you. I think you'd like me. I think we'd hit it off if we met. So I can say this to someone I like.

Whenever I see the word 'improvement' my reaction could be likened to waving fire in Frankenstein's face. Which is purely my problem. From growing up. Never dealt with it, got over it. Probably high time to do so... get over it. A way to do it is to set the criteria for success as, 'does it feel good?' If it feels good, it's good enough. I'm very far from making it a daily lifestyle, always reversals to ruthless self-criticism, but someday I'll get there. And hopefully, defeat the freakout reflex at the word 'improvement' especially when used by people who I know have nothing but the most golden intentions.

 

[hmmnmm]

Hyper-awareness of imperfections and deficiencies are already forefront. They're all over the place. Once in a while, if the light shines on them just so I am able to see them not as imperfections or deficiencies, but very good friends who just want to hang out and get stoned, and laugh, and explore erotic nooks, and watch the clouds and listen to the birds, and be at home and at peace with those imperfections and deficiencies; then and there, improvements are meaningless. There and then, what is can be what is and all the rest just doesn't matter. That's the light that broke into this room the other day; it's dimmed a little but still has plenty of presence.