Last night, I wrote something that disturbed me, which is kind of scary…but kind of exciting too.
When the gingerbread man turns on the baker…
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in12 Wednesday Oct 2005
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inLast night, I wrote something that disturbed me, which is kind of scary…but kind of exciting too.
interesting…
Yeah…I don’t know that I’ve ever done that before. I’ve written about some disturbing things…but usually I’m just in and involved and I notice the emotions that should be felt…but not like this.
While my writing skills are no where near yours, I completely understand.
Pooooost iiiiiiittttt. Post it, post it, post it, post it!!!
I don’t know that it’s post worthy just yet…it’s part of an incomplete chapter, it’s really just a section of it. People might read it and think “Well that wasn’t nearly as disturbing as that [blank] other thing he wrote was.” This one just got to me for some reason.
But…I will post an updated version of my Prologue tonight. Some people have read it before, some have not, either way it is revised for what I think is the better, and my audiences seem to think it’s pretty disturbing.
Now that sounds intriguing. I’m reminded of a line from Six Feet Under about art only being good if it makes you feel sick. I always thought there was some merit to that idea.