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Mr. Tea
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Dark shit, man.
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Yeah, I think there was some blood in it.
Speaking of, anyone else donate? I've bagged 5 or 6 pints for the NHS over the past couple of years and for entirely selfish reasons.
sadmanbarty
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shit it up and fart again: post punk 1978-1984
blissblogger
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I thought it was Nash, but it's Eric Ravilious
Here's another one
well crikey that's weird because i'd never heard of Ravilious until today and that was just a couple of hours ago when i read a few pages from Landmarks by Robert MacFarlane, a section about the landscape / Nature writer Peter Davidson - who wrote a poem about Ravilious and was obsessed with his death / disappearance during WW2.
the first painting especially is really great
Agent
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This is why I find your disdain for the prose of Don Dellilo so hard to comprehend. Those sentences could've been ripped from one of his novels. Not just the style but the mode of perception, ie abstracting transient experience into something with greater, maybe sublime or cosmic, significance.
luka
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That sounds like a pretty good reason in itself. But maybe it also tells me to try and write a novel in the prose style I use to make forum posts. You might be on to something. I might have been trying too hard.
luka
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This is what seems to be the message from God here I agree
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Absolutely. Great writing can and should emerge from a community with a shared language and sensibility, not some loner just grinding and pouring every accumulated bit of knowledge and life experience until they just burn out. In fact, I suspect more than one great novel has been the result of a conspiracy or brain trust of writers delegating responsibilities to specialists (one handles dialogue for example, one big picture plotting and outlining, one for names of people/places, etc.) Each episode of Saturday Night Live requires 20+ writers, most big budget films employ hundreds (of people, to clarify, maybe thousands in the case of a Marvel film), so why should the novel require only one or two real contributors, working on $0 budget?
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Corpsey
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Assuming this isn't already happening it's a great idea
This is how pop songs are made these days too
I've often fantasised about tossing off a megaselling thriller. Not sure if it's easier fantasised about than done or if its just that nobody who's fantastised about it has actually bothered to write one.
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Because, while many do not, some people certainly do have sufficient talent and imagination to write great novels?
What you're suggesting sounds like a great excuse not to write until you've assembled a team. Resistance. The War of Art by Steven Pressfield explores this.
I doubt any really great novel is anything less than the singular vision of one author, though there will be an annoying exception, no doubt.
I have a fictional writing project that would benefit hugely from specialised musical knowledge - it seems to expand the more work I do and has been racing away from me for years... might revisit here later in the year when i'm not being flayed alive by other commitments.
version
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Trees, now--Slothrop's intensely alert to trees, finally. When he comes in among trees he will spend time touching them, studying them, sitting very quietly near them and understanding that each tree is a creature, carrying on its individual life, aware of what's happening around it, not just some hunk of wood to be cut down. Slothrop's family actually made its money killing trees, amputating them from their roots, chopping them up, grinding them to pulp, bleaching that to paper and getting paid for this with more paper. "That's really insane." He shakes his head. "There's insanity in my family." He looks up. The trees are still. They know he's there. They probably also know what he's thinking. "I'm sorry," he tells them. "I can't do anything about those people, they're all out of my reach. What can I do?" A medium-size pine nearby nods its top and suggests, "Next time you come across a logging operation out here, find one of their tractors that isn't being guarded, and take its oil filter with you. That's what you can do."
luka
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I don't know if you know but Rilke was initiated by a tree. I had an almost identical experience with a plant.