#28 (uniformity)

[posteverything]

"the ghostwriter"

1.Anybody can be a writer. No matter how varied the circumstances may be to bring anyone to that point assuming the personae is simple enough, after relative mastery of the written component of one's language is established and what scant tools of the trade there are have all been collected (which would probably happen well

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[almandine]

I'm responsible for all of the signs in our little grocery store, and sometimes I too find myself in the difficult spot of trying to get something relatively across to a wide range of people.

Recently we needed to make a sign asking folks not to idle their cars in the parking lot. It took "please don't fill my lungs with your death poison" and "The Hippies are watching" to get to the final solution of "We take pride in our atmosphere, please don't idle your car".

[posteverything]

I know, it's weird..there seems to be a need to touch upon all the extremes, first hostile, then maudlin and lighthearted, until we settle upon a final, more neutral end result. It's just like the world in general..we want to fight it, we want to love it, but then in the end we just wind up clocking in and clocking out like everybody else around us. It's just the way that it is.

[koni]

I love you, as always, for managing to be going through the same thing as I am at the same time. And while your insight might not make it better, your company certainly helps.

[posteverything]

Yes dear, I read..your "friend." Relationships are complicated things as we all probably well know, but sometimes people overthink it and end up not "seeing the forest for the trees" in the process, which is what I think that guy is doing. Men are relatively simple creatures, all told. We have a very basic set of desires and we tend to think of things very much in black and white. And when we try to think in the same kinds of constructs the rest of y'all do there's something that winds up lost in the translation, often with confusing results. That's why men are from Mars and women are from Venus.

[koni]

Indeed. I wish you would tell me, o wise one, how to help him see things differently.

You usually seem to have answers for me.

how we play the cards we're dealt

[dusty_chenille]

Ghostwriting? Perfect. That is my dream; I think I'd LOVE doing something like that. And heh, I have to say that your examples up there for 1st Pisgah made me laugh, hard. If you don't know by now you better ask somebody. Like maybe Jesus. :)

But, I'm glad you are writing more now... for yourself.

I'm truly not worthy of it, but I damn enjoy being able to read it. And you are so NOT a failure or synonymous with it in any way, buckaroo. As Dev would say, you are a total life champion. Trust me, I've been around enough to know one when I see it. You are my hero in a lot of ways.

Re: how we play the cards we're dealt

[posteverything]

I think you'd be good at it! A lot of this happened because I know the editor of a local paper; we've been known to hang out at the pizzeria together, and since he's looked upon as a man of letters in the community a lot of people will go to him for things and he just doesn't want to deal with him (what with like all the exciting events going on around town all the time, of course.) It's not really a very lucrative thing, this stuff, which is why. $10 is probably the most you're going to get monetary-wise, but the fringe benefits are kinda cool. Stuff like a free box of donuts and whatnot.

What on earth do you mean that you're not worthy of it? Bottom line, if I didn't think you were worthy I would have told you so. But that is so, so very much not at all the case.

Re: how we play the cards we're dealt

[dusty_chenille]

Oh, I'm a nut. Self-deprecating to a FAULT. Got to work on that... ashamed too that lately I have been such a consumer, and not a producer, of good content.

Writing to me can be its own reward; add donuts to it and DAMN! :) Actually I need to get it together and try to submit some restaurant reviews to the local "alternative" weekly because they are in desperate need of them.

I have a great author to recommend to you... I'll email you some links and such.

homegirls and they spawning yo literature dawg

[chimneygrowth]

*nods, doffing cap*

Re: homegirls and they spawning yo literature dawg

[posteverything]

I know, it's a horrible pattern, isn't it? But thank you.

Re: homegirls and they spawning yo literature dawg

[chimneygrowth]

Oh aye, it's bittersweet, but you reiterate it with a simple eloquence.

For which reason, I have to give you mad props. (Not in the thespian sense of crackers stage appendage, but rather the Ebonic 'propers').

PS:

Re: homegirls and they spawning yo literature dawg

[posteverything]

I love it! Where's that from?

But you know, I retreat into eloquence, every time, whenever I don't think I have anything left. Thank you again however. It's nice to think that I can at least do something right.

Sucks

[jasonanonymous]

You know, it may come as a shock, but about yen years ago I was in those same exact shoes... figuratively, I guess I am now, too. :(

~Jason

Re: Sucks

[posteverything]

I know, man. I guess fuck it. We might as well just learn to live in our own little worlds at this point. That's probably the only way we're going to be more or less complete.

What confuses me is that I really have no idea how or why people hook up. I know I'm not a virgin by any means but there's still something in the equation I simply don't "get."

Re: Sucks

[jasonanonymous]

I don't get it either. I've never got it.

Then again, there's no way I'll ever be 'complete' again. It sucks having to go through life bifricated, utilizing phantom limbs, only to be smacked in the face by reality when you realize that they aren't there. It makes doing anything hard.

Now I know how the Children of the Sun and the Children of the Moom felt in that little animation in "Hedwig and the Angry Inch".

~Jason