im back. havent posted in century.
maybe its good. the interest surrounding it would have died by now, so it can be a little more private. its silly, i know, looking for privacy on the internet but the last i can hope for is some sort of semi-quiet.
just finished margaret atwood's The Blind Assassin. I finished the last page about 20 minutes ago, and I'm overwhelmed by its impact.
She says this really wonderful thing (and let me dignify it by punctuating carefully for a change):
"The only way you can write the truth is to assume that what you set down will never be read. Not by any other person, and not even by yourself at some later date. Otherwsie you might begin excusing yourself. You must see the writing as emerging like a long scroll of ink from the index finger of your right hand; you must see your left hand erasing it.
Impossible of course."
I remember in RV when I felt really really sad, or really really happy I had a set of orange post-its that I would write on. And I would be really careful to word myself well, I didn't want to cringe when I read it later. I cringed anyway. and killed my spontaneous happy moment when I would try and cling to joy as it bled out of me while I worded myself well.
What if I hadn't told anyone about my blog. I admit I would be much freer in what I say and for example not bite my tongue before I swear lest I cause the parental brow to crease with concern.
I feel like being quiet. I want to zip myself up and move around mute. What fun for a change. I talk too much. So vulgar. Sometimes I think eating is vulgar too. Then there are those who think that eating is vulgar but won't tell anyone because theyll think shes been seeing too many Gemma Wards in Vogue. Hm, I notice Ive made this a 'she' thing. Maybe it is. I dont deny that im influenced by all those evil msgs in those evil magazines. I think the view of a girl's behind when she rides pillion on a bike is vulgar too. Someone told me I was old-fashioned when I said this. But it just looks ugly. In my opinon. So dont, 'o I dont really agree with you' beacause I dont care.
I'm in a foul mood today. I think its been hanging around me for quite a while but I'm enjoying it.
god, give me back my good humour
maybe its good. the interest surrounding it would have died by now, so it can be a little more private. its silly, i know, looking for privacy on the internet but the last i can hope for is some sort of semi-quiet.
just finished margaret atwood's The Blind Assassin. I finished the last page about 20 minutes ago, and I'm overwhelmed by its impact.
She says this really wonderful thing (and let me dignify it by punctuating carefully for a change):
"The only way you can write the truth is to assume that what you set down will never be read. Not by any other person, and not even by yourself at some later date. Otherwsie you might begin excusing yourself. You must see the writing as emerging like a long scroll of ink from the index finger of your right hand; you must see your left hand erasing it.
Impossible of course."
I remember in RV when I felt really really sad, or really really happy I had a set of orange post-its that I would write on. And I would be really careful to word myself well, I didn't want to cringe when I read it later. I cringed anyway. and killed my spontaneous happy moment when I would try and cling to joy as it bled out of me while I worded myself well.
What if I hadn't told anyone about my blog. I admit I would be much freer in what I say and for example not bite my tongue before I swear lest I cause the parental brow to crease with concern.
I feel like being quiet. I want to zip myself up and move around mute. What fun for a change. I talk too much. So vulgar. Sometimes I think eating is vulgar too. Then there are those who think that eating is vulgar but won't tell anyone because theyll think shes been seeing too many Gemma Wards in Vogue. Hm, I notice Ive made this a 'she' thing. Maybe it is. I dont deny that im influenced by all those evil msgs in those evil magazines. I think the view of a girl's behind when she rides pillion on a bike is vulgar too. Someone told me I was old-fashioned when I said this. But it just looks ugly. In my opinon. So dont, 'o I dont really agree with you' beacause I dont care.
I'm in a foul mood today. I think its been hanging around me for quite a while but I'm enjoying it.
god, give me back my good humour
posted by dangermouse at 3:43 PM
2 Comments:
BEST POST - PERIOD.
Keep it up. Glad to see you can enjoy foul moods.
i agree(with rohit).
foul moods and silent musings maketh a happy person...go figure!
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