I've done this before to many people. It also trances animals. Sometimes wild ones too. This is why I need someone with a gritty voices. I thought I'd give it a go. But it was also hard. I'm not a great public speaker, I don't have cadence. Back in my younger days, my musician friends used to be very annoyed how I could sing in perfect pitch melodically. But I never liked it that much. I would probably ask some writer friends with grit to audio file me (obviously I'd pay them) but I don't know with my voice if it has the same feeling, I want? It's something I'll have to consider.
its really really hard to put down in words what this (and your other) work does to my brain when I jam the words into the machine and it tries to make sense of them. Its a bit like reading what foreigners write when their English isnt fluent and the idioms and grammar of their native tongue colour everything in shades you’ve never seen... only its anout 100 times more jarring to your linguistic machinery as it judders to conjur up the imagery from words that have never sat side by side before. dont know quite what is going on here despite one fast and one slow reading. Im getting a sense of a night club and a limousine or a private jet. the constant references to meat are interesting and the 1 2 3... surprisingly there is no murder despite all the meat.
The poetic structuring of many paragraphs makes them slide in beautifully and one para in particular made me feel that a depeche mode song was going down. always a good thing in my book.
Theres nothing else like what you do Edith. It's always an exquisite audio-visual experience reading your craftywork.
There is actually murder, that's what that jab means. She disembowels them in a dance. Their receipts are part of their funerals. A transaction. This is closer to how I used to write, like say 3 or 4 years ago. I do a lot of word play that would make people with English PhDs head spin. Technical writers hate me so much, they've said as much. But I think metaphors are important in literature. It can't all be described the same way. Emil says something about my stylistic prose. I don't know. But also it's fine to establish as a self taught reader writer I still barely understand the technicalities or rules since I'm quite bad at remembering they exist. Used to keep this little notebook how to so I could learn where properly comma's lived. Interestingly enough in constraints, academically I have no problem. This though. This is sort of as raw as it gets. Right down to the bone. Just wanted to leave this here, I'm glad you liked it. It's very anti native English speaker. I am conjuring up a scifi dystopian soon. So it should be a nice in between before I post that head fuckery. Now if I could only find someone to do my audio because I'm horrible at reading out loud. I also forget how words sound or are supposed to be.
as this was SoC... did you notice how often lines rhymed? I think theres several paragraphs where there is what I would assume from anyone else was a carefully considered rhyme but being somewhat familiar with the stream process now, i just wonder if these are happy accident (or not)
Can you imagine? Emil used to read these writing states for years before I developed a stronger voice and a narrative one. Every now & then it comes out.
They are total accidents. I wrote it in one go under an hour. Rhymes may have been my first love. I don't know why but I often think of old English with rhymes. And then there's metaphors. When I'm in these dry crunchy states, it's sorta lucid. I didn't think about any of it at all. Just explodes out of me. Imagine you're in a gigantic sling shot, and then just let it take you somewhere. I only read out loud and make sure it makes some sense and then I keep going.
A balm for my synesthesiac psoriasis. Super crunchy with exfoliants and seeping goop. Well done. I loved this.
Thank you Jon, very crunchy is definitely how I see it too. It just splattered out of my brain holes.
Isn’t it nice when that happens? The best.
The reading now makes it yet more surreal and hypnotic. Your voice woudl probably lull me to sleep - depsite the content. Music and poetry.
I've done this before to many people. It also trances animals. Sometimes wild ones too. This is why I need someone with a gritty voices. I thought I'd give it a go. But it was also hard. I'm not a great public speaker, I don't have cadence. Back in my younger days, my musician friends used to be very annoyed how I could sing in perfect pitch melodically. But I never liked it that much. I would probably ask some writer friends with grit to audio file me (obviously I'd pay them) but I don't know with my voice if it has the same feeling, I want? It's something I'll have to consider.
This was great!
Thank you! Glad you liked it :) more of these in the near future.
Enjoyed this
Thank you very much. It was just a free write random thing.
A rough cat tongue over my beleaguered soul.
I'm all of those things. I consider myself half cat.
its really really hard to put down in words what this (and your other) work does to my brain when I jam the words into the machine and it tries to make sense of them. Its a bit like reading what foreigners write when their English isnt fluent and the idioms and grammar of their native tongue colour everything in shades you’ve never seen... only its anout 100 times more jarring to your linguistic machinery as it judders to conjur up the imagery from words that have never sat side by side before. dont know quite what is going on here despite one fast and one slow reading. Im getting a sense of a night club and a limousine or a private jet. the constant references to meat are interesting and the 1 2 3... surprisingly there is no murder despite all the meat.
The poetic structuring of many paragraphs makes them slide in beautifully and one para in particular made me feel that a depeche mode song was going down. always a good thing in my book.
Theres nothing else like what you do Edith. It's always an exquisite audio-visual experience reading your craftywork.
There is actually murder, that's what that jab means. She disembowels them in a dance. Their receipts are part of their funerals. A transaction. This is closer to how I used to write, like say 3 or 4 years ago. I do a lot of word play that would make people with English PhDs head spin. Technical writers hate me so much, they've said as much. But I think metaphors are important in literature. It can't all be described the same way. Emil says something about my stylistic prose. I don't know. But also it's fine to establish as a self taught reader writer I still barely understand the technicalities or rules since I'm quite bad at remembering they exist. Used to keep this little notebook how to so I could learn where properly comma's lived. Interestingly enough in constraints, academically I have no problem. This though. This is sort of as raw as it gets. Right down to the bone. Just wanted to leave this here, I'm glad you liked it. It's very anti native English speaker. I am conjuring up a scifi dystopian soon. So it should be a nice in between before I post that head fuckery. Now if I could only find someone to do my audio because I'm horrible at reading out loud. I also forget how words sound or are supposed to be.
as this was SoC... did you notice how often lines rhymed? I think theres several paragraphs where there is what I would assume from anyone else was a carefully considered rhyme but being somewhat familiar with the stream process now, i just wonder if these are happy accident (or not)
Can you imagine? Emil used to read these writing states for years before I developed a stronger voice and a narrative one. Every now & then it comes out.
They are total accidents. I wrote it in one go under an hour. Rhymes may have been my first love. I don't know why but I often think of old English with rhymes. And then there's metaphors. When I'm in these dry crunchy states, it's sorta lucid. I didn't think about any of it at all. Just explodes out of me. Imagine you're in a gigantic sling shot, and then just let it take you somewhere. I only read out loud and make sure it makes some sense and then I keep going.
Fucking phenomenal work.