April 18th, 2003

elijah

s/x 17

So I've figured out a title for this series: Subtleties. It's less pretentious if you realize I came up with this while talking to S. last night about castle-shaped meatloaf. Apparently there was this medieval tradition of creating food dishes in cunning shapes, e.g., "extreme ornamental devices [shaped] to look like dragons, animals, cottages..."

Anyway, that has nothing whatsoever to do with this writing series, but I thought the word made sense. Subtleties! Ask for it by name! ...um, so to speak. You don't really need to ask for it, thanks. It's just kind of here, like blood on the floor that you can't help but slip on.

Someone shut my babblecaster off please?

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elijah

orgasm loop

A phrase that can have many meetings. I am so fucking useless today. Pathetically desperate for feedback, which I don't even deserve because I've barely scratched the surface of answering people's comments. Argh.

If all this writing is like having sex, and feedback is cookies, then the cycle is:

Have sex.
Get cookies!
Have sex.
Get cookies!

It's a little disturbing, if you think about it like that. As an reward-based learned-response scenario, I mean.

Did I mention me, with the being useless? Hmm. Perhaps I should go get a *real* cookie.