THERE IS A DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A PAINTING OF A BEAUTIFUL THING AND A BEAUTIFUL PAINTING.
- Ferdinand Leger -
Twitter just gave me a chilly surprise up and down my spine. Haven't had one like that since I was involved in the Slam Poetry Performance combat zone. I am new to Twitter posting. It's been raved about as the greatest means of communication since sex (I exaggerate). What I found after posting, on my Twitter account, the URL of my Chapter One of SEVENTEEN excerpt is - change the "sex" to Slam bam thank you m'am. Which isn't so bad if you see it coming, so to speak. Apparently a self described atheist writer of wordy diatribes on alcohol recovery and other theosophical concepts, didn't like my excerpt. I shall call him "Recovering." The manner in which Recovery expressed his disdain provided a lesson to me about not exposing work until you are totally prepared for the shit that may come. Unless you don't care about your "child."
"Recovering" says - and I can't quote directly because I deleted him from my account - he said he was tired of genocide and incest writing and that this "bible" (referring to the fictitious "Tunnelman Bible" quoted at the top of the chapter) should be tagged as offensive. "Recovering" was "retweeted" by a follower with a moniker something like "Yonquill". She replied "Eeew." in, like, total agreement. I am thinking that I put out feelers and snagged one boiled troll and a plastic flower. How many such trolls and plastics are out there if two pop up within hours? Or were those it?
Thus, to paraphrase Ferdinand's words above about "beauty." There is a difference between bad writing and writing about something bad.
Do we no longer write about bad things because a couple of readers may think bad things are like totally - Ewwww?
- Ferdinand Leger -
Twitter just gave me a chilly surprise up and down my spine. Haven't had one like that since I was involved in the Slam Poetry Performance combat zone. I am new to Twitter posting. It's been raved about as the greatest means of communication since sex (I exaggerate). What I found after posting, on my Twitter account, the URL of my Chapter One of SEVENTEEN excerpt is - change the "sex" to Slam bam thank you m'am. Which isn't so bad if you see it coming, so to speak. Apparently a self described atheist writer of wordy diatribes on alcohol recovery and other theosophical concepts, didn't like my excerpt. I shall call him "Recovering." The manner in which Recovery expressed his disdain provided a lesson to me about not exposing work until you are totally prepared for the shit that may come. Unless you don't care about your "child."
"Recovering" says - and I can't quote directly because I deleted him from my account - he said he was tired of genocide and incest writing and that this "bible" (referring to the fictitious "Tunnelman Bible" quoted at the top of the chapter) should be tagged as offensive. "Recovering" was "retweeted" by a follower with a moniker something like "Yonquill". She replied "Eeew." in, like, total agreement. I am thinking that I put out feelers and snagged one boiled troll and a plastic flower. How many such trolls and plastics are out there if two pop up within hours? Or were those it?
Thus, to paraphrase Ferdinand's words above about "beauty." There is a difference between bad writing and writing about something bad.
Do we no longer write about bad things because a couple of readers may think bad things are like totally - Ewwww?
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