Ah, To Be Young

Prose, Poetry, and plays, plus whatever else I call my daily muse and whatnot. I'm on tumblr to write and read whats writ - lets talk about it all:
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Typewriter freewriting. Its been a while, since I broke the ole Royal out. Forgive typos — I never buy whiteout. 

That moment you buy Infinite Jest without realizing it is David Foster Wallace’s Birthday.
Feels like the best split-second decision I’ve made in months

angusearlarci591:

“The deconstructionists (“deconstructionist” and “poststructuralist” mean the same thing, by the way: “poststructuralist” is what you call a deconstructionist who doesn’t want to be called a deconstructionist) … see the debate over the ownership of meaning as a skirmish in…

We didn’t strike people, you or we. It felt like a disappointment, a letdown in the social circles. By the time we stuck at the hip, our friends had split and we were at the beach, just the two of us.  And that mattered. Once we went to Montana, and we camped, for real camped, so we could see the for real stars. It was still, of course, just the two of us, and I brought a picnic blanket, and set up the tent and fire and the night was “Perfect.” You whispered that in my ear that night and I smiled, not too big, but slightly, in the corners of my mouth. And looking up I felt as if I was looking through the back of a movie screen. And there was a cascade of applause as I turned to you, and I whispered into your ear:

Wow.

To believe your own thought, to believe that what is true for you in your private heart is true for all men, — that is genius. Speak your latent conviction, and it shall be the universal sense; for the inmost in due time becomes the outmost,—— and our first thought is rendered back to us by the trumpets of the Last Judgment. Familiar as the voice of the mind is to each, the highest merit we ascribe to Moses, Plato, and Milton is, that they set at naught books and traditions, and spoke not what men but what they thought. A man should learn to detect and watch that gleam of light which flashes across his mind from within, more than the lustre of the firmament of bards and sages. Yet he dismisses without notice his thought, because it is his. In every work of genius we recognize our own rejected thoughts: they come back to us with a certain alienated majesty.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
In ergodic literature, nontrivial effort is required to allow the reader to traverse the text. If ergodic literature is to make sense as a concept, there must also be nonergodic literature, where the effort to traverse the text is trivial, with no extranoematic responsibilities placed on the reader except (for example) eye movement and the periodic or arbitrary turning of pages.
Playing around with symbols, even as a critic, can be a kind of kiddish parlor game. A little of it goes a long way. There are other things of greater value in any novel or story…humanity, character analysis, truth on other levels, etc., etc. Good symbolism should be as natural as breathing…and as unobtrusive.” ~ Ray Bradbury