Writing

“That is the ultimate project for me — figuring out how language can perform this same kind of trick that music does.”

-- John Edgar Wideman

Thinking along these lines myself, I wonder whether it might be best to cast one's fictions in poetic verse, as it is through poetry that language comes closest to becoming music. Seeing the perdurable success of Shakespeare, for instance, I wonder that more people do not write such plays or fiction - the story of Nixon's Watergate cast in poetic drama! As for myself, I apparently do not have wit enough to even write in everyday prose so as to leave me remembered, much less cast my words in rhythm and rhyme and immortality.

Christie

That was a hard punch to the chest. Doing some administrative stuff with my blogs and e-mail accounts, I discovered that Christie's porn blog is deleted and purged. After the initial shock, I considered that it might have been purged because of inactivity, but checking other accounts that have been inactive even longer, I see that they are still up and good. She actually came back, but only to delete her blog. Why? It is not as though she was using it, but why not simply continue to ignore it? Why go ahead and actively delete it? There is a chill in that, a bit of icy malice. Toward me. Then I thought she might just be cleaning up some of the clutter in her life, doing a bit of spring cleaning. I checked her LJ accounts to see if they are gone too, but, no, they are still up. So, there is some frost in her leaving.

I don't know why I am so agitated. Aside from the fact that I have not heard anything from her in forever, she probably is not even that hot anymore. Still, I cannot help feeling the old magic - remembering the sexy girl and rape-fantasist that would flirt with me, and who might have even let me play out my own fantasies on her, if I could have worked up the spirit and the means to get to her in Canada. She believed in mercy-fucks. I cannot help feeling excited thinking about her, and feeling some of the charge of my old e-life, when I was able to feel a little like a regular man who could have friends and get pretty girls.

Sugar

LOL Sugar actually had a little cosmetic operation, a little something for the eyes. She is only in her low thirties, but I guess the upper-middle-class have very high standards.

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