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Look forward to reading and seeing more, you better start another thread.
What if my new thread ends up being really fucking lame and all I talk about is what I talk about here but over there?
Now look what you've done. I'm all writing in this weird circular way that circumvents back to where it wasn't going and nowhere where it started when I first started writing back when I was probably around.... maybe 7 or eight when I commandeered my father's Smith and Corona Coronna? however you fucking spell it typewriter.
Type type type
I don't even know what the fuck I wrote
I just typed
Most likely seven or 8 year old versions I wrote here
I remember writing something about waves on the lake
How the characteristics of the water changes with the seasons
Fall was upon us
And my mother read it
And marveled at what I wrote
How I wrote it
How I came to write it the way that I did
It was a moment for both of us
And one that wasn't really gushed about
It was a moment of realization
One of independent being
And recognition of it
Recognition that I saw and thought on my own
And that I was capable of presenting it in the way I saw it
With feeling
Not so much as expression of my feeling
But rather one that evoked a feeling from her
It had to have been an interesting experience for her
I mean... as children of our parants we are always evocative by what we say and do and just by being.
But to have that child produce a feeling in you unrelated to them or you, to pull you in and forget yourself and your child as your child, as a child... it's gotta be fucking weird.
For me it was fucking awesome
Because I did it
I figured how to get the fucking shit out of my head that's been causing my feelings to create more shit in my head to create more feelings to create more shit in my head and-fuck-my-life-if-it-made-a-lick-of-difference-regarding-my-emotionally-cognitive-wellbeing... because it didn't. Nor did it really cause me to pursue any actual interest for writing or literature. because that shit is for women and squares. or as I like to call them, "individuals with promise".