There's also the conviction that everybody will be better off without you to drag them down with your contagious depression and endless needs and complaining over stuff that you should have been able to cope with. That, since they're essentially healthy people, a couple weeks after the funeral they'll not only be getting on with their lives, the lives will be measurably better because they don't have to cope with You.
This is my boat. They're part of my crew. No one's getting left. Best you get used to that.
Mal ,'Ariel'
The Great Write Way
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Theodosia - Feb 11, 2003 5:06:44 am PST #580 of 10001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
Connie Neil - Feb 11, 2003 10:48:51 am PST #581 of 10001
brillig
When I die, the people in my head die too. I can't drag them down too, their stories untold. They may find me in a hospital bed with tubes some day, still scribbling stuff down.
Steph L. - Feb 27, 2003 2:52:42 pm PST #582 of 10001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
New poem (sort of second-draft-ish); not as shallow of a topic as it seems, really:
'Do
Rapunzel, Rapunzel
cut off your hair...
Just a whim, really,
that led to this
transformation.
And now I look like a me
who isn't me.
This short and
sleek doesn't match
the me inside.
Samson was on
to something.
Pretty doesn't matter when
I can't find me.
(reflections aren't real)
(but they are)
Unless this me is a
me who had been waiting,
wanting to come
down from her tower
and out to play.
Rebecca Lizard - Feb 27, 2003 3:53:54 pm PST #583 of 10001
You sip / say it's your crazy / straw say it's you're crazy / as you bicycle your soul / with beauty in your basket
(I think you'd want something like
<i>
Samson was on<BR>
to something.<BR></i>
-- coming out to
Samson was on
to something.
)
Steph L. - Feb 27, 2003 4:03:53 pm PST #584 of 10001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
Yay! Thank you, Lizard!
Of course, now that I've edited, your post is going to look crazy.
Rebecca Lizard - Feb 27, 2003 4:04:57 pm PST #585 of 10001
You sip / say it's your crazy / straw say it's you're crazy / as you bicycle your soul / with beauty in your basket
Dude, do you read me? I ALWAYS look crazy.
askye - Feb 27, 2003 7:03:24 pm PST #586 of 10001
Thrive to spite them
Steph I love it!
Steph L. - Feb 27, 2003 7:24:50 pm PST #587 of 10001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
Thank, askye!
Am-Chau Yarkona - Feb 28, 2003 2:55:50 am PST #588 of 10001
I bop to Wittgenstein. -- Nutty
Interesting, Steph. I like it.
Theodosia - Feb 28, 2003 4:34:51 am PST #589 of 10001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
I took a stroll down memory lane last night, and rearranged my writing files and folders, so that all the partially finished stories/books set in my superhero soap opera are all in one folder. Then just for yucks, I counted up the total pages they take up. 667 pages, written over maybe the last six years, so we're not actually talking a great deal of productivity there, it's just that it adds up, eventually.
On the bright side, the 120 or so pages I've written this year of it, I've probably liked the best of all... if nothing else, I've given some of these characters a lot of thought and development, and it's showing. On the dark side... no end in sight for this particular plot they've gotten themselves into.