Work from Hell, Manna from Heaven, Me in the Middle
Most people probably post and go. Stream of conscious and fuck all. Those people might have never used and/or be amazed to find out about the "Save as Draft" feature for Blogger. I have used it not infrequently when I have run out of steam mid-post or have been forced off of it by work-related bs.
Anyway, I returned today to discover that there was a half-finished post in the queue that I had simply forgotten about, and this one was bad. I will now attempt to paraphrase it for you here, because I have no reason to ever let it see the light.
In my defense, I like to jerk the reader around a bit; it gets a reaction in a way that straight-forward, primetime police drama factual accounting can't do. And seeing as how last week was a bit of a downer (too much work, too little free time, just grinding it out), I wanted to create a post that was going to play with the notion of being in a rut by going completely off the deep end and creating a fantasy sequence in which I describe the titillating build-up to a intimate encounter with a significant other (i.e. the girlfriend I don't have). Here goes...
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[paraphrase on]
I wake up from fitful dreams, presumably nightmares about the aforementioned work-related bs, and collect myself slowly in the neon blue of the urban midnight. Still drowsy, I become mindful of her presence beside me on the bed, and I take comfort in her nearness and our shared loved for one another. Perhaps, it might even have been her who called me back from that dreaded dream, and if not for her, could ever have I returned on my own? I can imagine her rebuke with its casual tenderness, something that speaks volumes about the depth of the relationship between us.
Thankful for her proximity in the long insomniac burn of the night bedded down in the fabric of the urban jungle, I am but a moth to her flame. I roll over and kiss her gently on the neck. To which she feigns anger ands recoils ever so slightly in a half-hearted attempt to regain her sleep.
Only, it would not be her but my friggin' computer monitor instead! Naturally, I'm stunned, but get this: it's all into it -- the tried and true nightmare sequence that seems to end, only to begin anew at the last gasp. And in true horror movie fashion, cut to where I wake up screaming, and start to question my own sanity.
[paraphrase off]
The premise was good, but something about the post itself didn't make the cut. In an ironic twist though, the only difference between last week and this week is that the workload has ebbed somewhat.
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Also, I came across a site today that found a gimmick for itself that seemed to be working pretty nicely. All I can say is that it was a link through a link that was on blue1aqua1's site. This one's abusing HFT in a way that makes me love that good ol' entrepreneurial spirit! Participants should be coaxed or cautioned, depending on where you stand on this sort of tribute/exploitation.
I report on this in a state of ambivalence. It is both distasteful to my high-minded ideals and a sinful indulgence to my love of the fairer sex. In other words, I'm going back.. but I am very upset about it! :D
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I may try to do something similar, along the lines of posting a random pic from the internet on a weekly basis. I doubt I'll be tapping into anything so primal as to rival blognhotties in popularity, but it might nevertheless be a better draw to this site than an aimless post every week and a half seems to be :p
Anyway, I returned today to discover that there was a half-finished post in the queue that I had simply forgotten about, and this one was bad. I will now attempt to paraphrase it for you here, because I have no reason to ever let it see the light.
In my defense, I like to jerk the reader around a bit; it gets a reaction in a way that straight-forward, primetime police drama factual accounting can't do. And seeing as how last week was a bit of a downer (too much work, too little free time, just grinding it out), I wanted to create a post that was going to play with the notion of being in a rut by going completely off the deep end and creating a fantasy sequence in which I describe the titillating build-up to a intimate encounter with a significant other (i.e. the girlfriend I don't have). Here goes...
-
[paraphrase on]
I wake up from fitful dreams, presumably nightmares about the aforementioned work-related bs, and collect myself slowly in the neon blue of the urban midnight. Still drowsy, I become mindful of her presence beside me on the bed, and I take comfort in her nearness and our shared loved for one another. Perhaps, it might even have been her who called me back from that dreaded dream, and if not for her, could ever have I returned on my own? I can imagine her rebuke with its casual tenderness, something that speaks volumes about the depth of the relationship between us.
Thankful for her proximity in the long insomniac burn of the night bedded down in the fabric of the urban jungle, I am but a moth to her flame. I roll over and kiss her gently on the neck. To which she feigns anger ands recoils ever so slightly in a half-hearted attempt to regain her sleep.
Only, it would not be her but my friggin' computer monitor instead! Naturally, I'm stunned, but get this: it's all into it -- the tried and true nightmare sequence that seems to end, only to begin anew at the last gasp. And in true horror movie fashion, cut to where I wake up screaming, and start to question my own sanity.
[paraphrase off]
The premise was good, but something about the post itself didn't make the cut. In an ironic twist though, the only difference between last week and this week is that the workload has ebbed somewhat.
_____________________
Also, I came across a site today that found a gimmick for itself that seemed to be working pretty nicely. All I can say is that it was a link through a link that was on blue1aqua1's site. This one's abusing HFT in a way that makes me love that good ol' entrepreneurial spirit! Participants should be coaxed or cautioned, depending on where you stand on this sort of tribute/exploitation.
I report on this in a state of ambivalence. It is both distasteful to my high-minded ideals and a sinful indulgence to my love of the fairer sex. In other words, I'm going back.. but I am very upset about it! :D
_____________________
I may try to do something similar, along the lines of posting a random pic from the internet on a weekly basis. I doubt I'll be tapping into anything so primal as to rival blognhotties in popularity, but it might nevertheless be a better draw to this site than an aimless post every week and a half seems to be :p
posted by ruby maser at 11/10/2005 04:38:00 PM
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