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    dots Submission Name: Like A Mailman In A Snowglobe dots

    Author: MyX
    ASL Info:    27/m/Ohio
    Elite Ratio:    4.38 - 932/973/107
    Words: 522
    Class/Type: Prose/
    Total Views: 3255
    Average Vote:    5.0000
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       The only ones that face more criticism than artists are waitresses.

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    dotsLike A Mailman In A Snowglobe dots

    A writer eventually learns to stop asking

    "what did you think?"

    and realizes soon after

    that all worthwhile feedback

    will come forward single-handedly.

    In fact a writer doesn't call him or her self

    a writer at all.

    But fancy themselves as such.

    To write true, and truly write,

    you must forget moral obligations,




    or that life is so unadorned and predictable

    or disordered and strange.

    To lose the facility

    for sports stats or celebrity status.

    To be so self-absorbed that no one notices you

    until you raise your finger to order another drink.

    To live in your little house or apartment

    surrounded by the same, still, unwavering environment

    in seclusion.

    Everything in hand,

    is a stage prop or party favor.

    It's a forlorn domain of abandonment,

    a succession of recyclables,

    a storm of half-starved ideas in

    a sea of paper balls that won't quite flush.

    There is no true passion--

    only blind obstinacy for the written word,

    no gift

    no natural ability

    no refined practice.

    Only dreaming every night

    to be an ordinary somebody

    and waking every morning

    an aboriginal nobody.

    To be a writer:

    merely words.

    Words that can either vividly project one's self

    into any image

    or words that you can boost someone's self sense of worth

    or reduce them to a quailing crybaby.

    To focus not on the story

    and reap the benefits of its rewarding lore,

    but on how the story may be told.

    And retold.

    A writer holds onto everything,

    wandering aimlessly in a circle

    with no where to set anything down.

    The little things,

    The words uttered from people's mouths.

    The less than ordinary experiences.

    No place..

    to set them down.

    Like a mailman in a snow globe

    To spend your life spiritually secluded,

    dormant to the world,

    estranged from its people.

    To live in anticipation of one's self,

    to shatter the sphere of glass that surrounds,

    to take a step into a mirror wide bubble of oblivion

    and deliver.

    To stare at a decade of your life

    setting on a messy desk..

    unheard of


    And as one

    who interprets himself as a writer,

    no matter how emotionally perilous,

    whether confined, crushed or

    collecting dust in a display cabinet,

    I know my place in this world.

    And although I still ask sometimes

    'What did you think?'

    …I know where the mail ends up…

    MBE 09-07-07

    Submitted on 2007-09-18 09:02:04     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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    ||| Comments |||
      thnx now everything i ve ever written and every wanna be deep thought that comes to mind seems eternally [censored] from now on...
    but it's cool cuz that was some hella cool stuff ta read
    if you wrote a book i'd buy it.
    so write a book numb nutts
    | Posted on 2010-04-23 00:00:00 | by MINTPATTY | [ Reply to This ]
      Writer is a professional term. I think once you've made money off of what you've written can you only accept that title. But you're right. There's no real talent or skill to it, just words. And it's not hard to use words to their potential, or to change their meaning, pair them up with other words, personify, antagonize, liberate. Just know them well enough and I think anyone in the right mind would be able to write.
    Writers (professionally) have this habit of being too methodical in their writing. They write in patterns that don't accommodate them and you can tell by reading their [censored]ty work. On that note, I'd like to say that just because you've read every book in the world, doesn't make you a better writer. And I rest my case. And I'll argue it to the next [censored] century.
    Anyway, you have a good point with the limitlessness of writing, and how people who write have to acknowledge that quality in writing. Some would tell you that there is a border to creativity because we can't make up words and places we try to make up, even though they are imagined, take their forms from shapes we've already conceived, or colors we've seen. Therefore, our imagination is limited. But I still have a vague idea still that as long as we can mix colors and we can erase, and we have letters that haven't been matched together, we can still create something new. And I think, in the end, writers as a collective group will have a purpose in our society again, like they used to when culture and literature was more important than science and invention. Then again, I don't like the church era very much, so I may regret saying that one day.
    | Posted on 2009-12-11 00:00:00 | by JenFlynn | [ Reply to This ]
      What can i say? This really touched me to read it and showed your sincerity in your emotions towards what you do. In a certain way it projected the whole artform into a different light and you gave it a different color and dance. An interesting work of writing.
    | Posted on 2009-12-01 00:00:00 | by Clayman | [ Reply to This ]
      This reminds me, somewhat, of a manifesto. Makes me want to take up arms just for the certain energy it possesses, though I'm not really sure I managed to take it all in or related completely. It did remind me of something that happened to me awhile ago and I wrote this little stint in my journal:

    a cowboy asked me, “What do you do?”

    Since I'm out of a job, I said enthusiastically, “I'm a writer.”

    “Are you any good?”

    I replied something lame like, “Well...I learn something new everyday. I'm a lot better than I used to be.”

    Half smiling, he leaned toward me in his hat and boots and good jeans and said, “You know what you're supposed to say when someone asks you that?”


    “Say, 'Shit yeah I'm good!'”

    I think that was the first time I ever said 'I'm a writer' and of course, it felt like a lie. Really, I wanted to hear how it would sound said aloud. I'm not sure why I thought of this, but...

    Anyway, I believe the success of this piece is that it makes the reader think, and since your readers here are also apart of the subject matter, it makes them question whether they're on the same page as you; catching your drift, or not.

    An enticing and intelligent read with a great execution. Well done.
    | Posted on 2009-06-12 00:00:00 | by Lady of Shalott | [ Reply to This ]
      The idea that the title of what we perceive ourselves as comes from the aggregate of what people think of us never really goes away. Being acknowledged is what people really want. It seems selfish but that's the kind of thing that gives me a rise when daydreaming. Saving a friends life or being a hero, not for their sake but for chance of acknowledgment. Being naive and thinking that the next action will give immediate results towards the goal is the reckless stupidity that lets us improve. For writers it's even worse because the chance of incompetent judgment is high. Trusting people in understanding a well constructed puzzle when they usually didn't earn the position in any standardized or testable form is only going to result in gross misinterpretation. It's much easier putting yourself in the position of the judge and calling for the hoards wanting to be acknowledged. The massive number of responders validate the power of the position even though completely unearned. David Lassman sent the opening chapters of "Pride and Prejudice" by jane austin to 18 different publishers. 1 recognized it and 17 publishers rejected it.
    | Posted on 2007-09-20 00:00:00 | by Webmaster | [ Reply to This ]

    Deep thoughts...

    Don't know what else to say.
    | Posted on 2007-09-20 00:00:00 | by Raivn | [ Reply to This ]

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