A foray into real life from the dreams of a hazy past is the better part of an early life seemingly wasted.

Shuddup, says I! DA is a place I need to hang out more, to try and workshop and find more interesting things to do and show off. Since I lack any artistic ability, I would assume I can only provide my writing, but damned, I am so, so lazy, though, avoiding my own writing like it were an aching tooth I want to pretend isn't throbbing. What a good word, 'throb.'

As I have little to say and am essentially speaking to myself right now, I would just like to point out a few things I have been thinking about, incase anyone stumbled across this part of the site.

What is it with the common mistakes writers make when it comes to thinking their own being clever is an excuse to be coy and lazy with their writing elaborations?

What I mean by this is, a writer will write something on DA and then say they are being exetenstial and hiding philosophy beneath the surface of their stories and are not wanting to 'explain' everything because they aren't 'trying' for that effect. They are being 'creative' and 'clever' and they want the 'real' meanings of their stories hidden, so that even if you actually look for a meaning, it remains elusive.

What are you talking about? That my friend, is lazy. Now, lord knows I am super lazy, but come on, don't try to play like you are being so damn creative by avoiding explanations within your stories. No offense or anything, but you not trying to do it is saying you are too clever for any reader to understand your insights you are trying to write about.

Like, skipping huge amounts of time and explanation for that passage of time, tossing in characters from all sorts of directions like you are freaken Homer writing of the personalities of the Trojan armies or something. Jumping from point to point, failing to elaborate your last idea before the next, mish-mashing everything into a non-sensical array of 'clever' lines that hold so much gem's behind the scenes, and thinking yourself so damn special that you need not only explain everything, but explain next to nothing!

What pretension, indeed. Now, not to say that it isn't okay to do this in some parts of writing, to be vague and hard to understand and cryptic, even poetic, but come on man, that says a terrible thing about you when you skip the basics of elaboration. If you want to be all cryptic and 'creative' I would suggest poetry, where interpetation is the bread and butter of the form. But writing prose, while it does allow for that type of room, does not allow the writer to jump around and ignore the basics of letting the reader 'know' even if the writer doesn't want to 'tell' everything to the reader. Like freaken 'Fenimore Cooper's Literary Offenses' and on par, we need not follow the rules and can instead ingage in the trickery and cleverness of writing to deliberatley insult a reader by our methods of story telling, even if the work itself isn't actually trying to insult.

Whatever, all I am saying is, I hate seeing writing trying to be good by stating its own clever and cryptic ideas beneath a lack luster story. It seems to me a writer is dodging facts and using non-sensical explanations of the things being said if the writer doesn't try to make sense of the stuff being explained and the things happening. It's like the psuedo-science of Inteligent Design morons or something, having no need for making sense. Then again, who am I but a cheese ball writer struggling along, pretending his writing doesn't totally suck azz! LoL

Anyway, I am exhausted and my body hurts after going to see Rob Zombie tonight at the House of Blues. Some say they hate him and he sucks, and while that may be, he is definitley a performer at heart and he totally rocked that place; the whole damn floor in the tiny, azz packed H.O.B was freaking pounding in one churning mosh pit; oh what good stuff! All stuffy and tight and indoor violent, almost as good as the wide open concrete mash floors of larger venue stadiums; no injuries on myself this time like I got when I went to that roudy punk show last month, but fun never the less. I don't much care for all of his music, but it jams when rocking out drunk with a bunch of crazy goth people, all pierced and tatted. Goth chicks are hot! Sleeeeeep....