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As long as we manage to get some kind of emotion, its good, laughter, tears, screams of terror, it's all good.
It it wrong that we jump for joy when we make people cry? Nah. Just means we're doing it right.
Oh, yeah, that's a good reaction. I would like, eventually, to get screams and vomit. But I'm just practicing on it. I'll get worse (or better).
Believe it or not, I've only just begun to explore the power of words.
Play along with me, all of you. We will become Shiva, the destroyer of worlds. We will become the creator of bright, shiny new ones. We will entrance, beguile and ensnare readers in our web of words. They will rave about us, stalk us, obsessively talk about us.
While we sit on our island, leisurely shaping our next fictions. And sacrificing Garys to the shark gods.
Our future is bright; tomorrow belongs to us.
Oh, that would be heavenly wouldn't it? I've discovered a whole new world of writing recently. I didn't realize you could write 'pretty' while still creeping your reader out and making them desperate to look away, yet unable to do so. Sometimes you don't need supernatural beings, or axe murderers to create horror, sometimes it's in the every day things that we never see or are too scared to look at. Sometimes its within ourselves.
There's a hint to what I've just finished the rough rough rough draft of. Now I'm editing and I am loving myself. Is that wrong? Can't be.
Not that way Paul, I'm loving what I realized I was capable of writing.
Well send it my way then, Renee, so I too can start loving you - even more than I already do, of course.
It's really rough. I need to edit a lot. Might make your eyes cross and your toes curl.
You know I always like your stuff, even when it's rough.
Send it my way, I know how to be tough,
and when to cry 'enough'.
Just as long as it's not fluff.
That rhymed, you notice?
You're a wonderful poet. I'm jealous. I can't rhyme like that.
He knows poetry is kerfluffling. So he pulls it out when he needs to make me twitterpate in order to do as he wishes.
Now you're in my power. sends brainwaves You are feeling sleepy. Go to the PC. That's right. Now send me the book. Type 'Hi Paul, here's the book. I hope you enjoy it.'
Now attach the file and press Send.
There, that wasn't so hard, was it? You can wake up now.
snaps fingers
Shit, where was I? Oh yes, sending something to Paul.
And here all this time I thought it was Renee messing with people's heads. Little did I know that she was nerely the pawn in Paul's game.Sinister.
And here all this time I thought it was Renee messing with people's heads. Little did I know that she was nerely the pawn in Paul's game.Sinister.
Paul made you post that twice. Sinister indeed. The problem is we share a brain or something like that. My side goes all kerfluffley over rhyming words. Must be a glitch in my wiring.
Don't fret about wiring,just get to admiring
your wonderful prose,
so good that it glows.
Awe, there you go with the poetry again.
Paul wrote: "I would like, eventually, to get screams and vomit."Just write about a sewer. That'll make people vomit.
Sparky, my goodness who has been feeding you? You're huge. Shoot, I guess I should visit more but I've overwhelmed myself with projects. I'm not sure if I'm keeping this thread or not. Haven't decided yet. Don't worry Sparky, you can move with me.You see, I don't quite understand the renaming and beginning new groups and all that. It's hard enough to follow the groups i have already. Many of them I neglect terribly when I get busy.
Sigh. Here Sparky, I know how you love Canada Post employees. They're pissing me off lately, thieving scoundrels.
If he gots bored with them, for dietary variety, I'm acquiring a job lot of 3-Phone employees and management. Liars, cheats and incompetents all. You're welcome to have a few.
Oh, are they like Bell Canada employees? Sparky really does enjoy them, although he tends to play with them for a while before eating them.
I suppose they might be. Is there much regional variation in the flavour of phone company employees? He can play with them all he wants. I've already exacted my retribution for three years of harrassment over non-existent debts. They do tend to whimper and whine a lot.
Yes, they do don't they? Always crying about a lost limb or two. If they'd just stay silent, Sparky would tire of them and swim away.
Greetings, Renee! I hope the new year started well for you and that you're having fun with all your project! What are you working on now?
I'm editing a manuscript I just finished and I'm about 75 pages into a new one. And pssst...they aren't horror. I know. What is this world coming to? Oh, and I cleaned up a bit of Once Bitten, (with help from friends, thank you very much) and sent it off with my fingers crossed. And you?
It sounds very exciting, is this the first time you're not writing horror or childrens' books?At the moment I'm hopping between two new ideas that to me are the most challenging ever, so I must be doubly mad. One about a senile god and the other about stolen identity. It's a lot more fun than it looks here, I'm in the beginning of both.
Oh no, two at once? I hate when that happens. And yes, I'm venturing into more mainstream fiction. It's still dark, but no demons, vamps or murderers, just a couple of nutcases here and there. I'm not done with horror, not totally, but I think this is the writing I'm meant to do, if that makes any sense. It feels right and it isn't a struggle to write it.
It if feels right then it must be right. I've never been so miserable as when I've tried writing something that felt all wrong to start with. (For this one course I took you had to write a poem or an ode to a birch tree, and it very nearly drove me to tears.)I would very much like to read some more things you have written. Are you doing anything like the Ménage-book this year too?
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OK, well in Renee's case and sometimes in mine, bringing dread and terror, but the principle's the same.