I decided that if I were a playwright I'd write tragedies. the really potent kind, the ones that make you clamp your eyes shut and shake your head in hopes of the stage being an etch-a-sketch and you being able to reset it if you just shake vigorously enough. yeah that's the kind of shit i'd write about. It'd take lots of shitty writing to get to that scale of awesome though. I haven't written in a really long time. I should take a fluff creative writing class or some such thing. I like words, descriptive words, ones that form pictures in your mind. I like using words for the sole purpose of creating a mood, much like Mac Wellman. I love being artistic and having conversations about art and life and abstractions and life. Today I did some random survey thing for some religious folk, I was asked to explain my life with three words, I chose: busy, exciting and content. that's right mother fuckers i'm content. put that in your pipe and smoke it!
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roguemind:
Id love some coffee someday. Tragedies are easy to make people notice what you are saying though. I think that can distract from a good writer. Or distract the good writer? You can get people to listen with more then just the pain. Don't get me wrong, I love to make people look at things they are afraid to notice, but a good story to me has to give me more then just a tragic picture of man. I want all of him.
doctashock:
I need to call you... I should have some time to talk this weekend.