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So I have embarked on my year of writing in my grandparents' cabin.

I must admit, waking up this morning without the usual routine to follow (if only reluctantly) did leave me feeling guilty and apprehensive, though after a long walk I have calmed my nerves and am now ready to begin focusing on my novel.

On Saturday evening a neighbor who lives half a mile away visited me with a basket of food after hearing word that I would be staying here. She was a nice old lady, retired, who talked with me a while about my grandparents and about old age. She encouraged my efforts and told me that she often wishes she had done something similar or at least taken more risks in her life. We drank coffee and discussed the history of Haugesund and so on. She mentioned her granddaughter, who is twenty years old, will be visiting her soon for ten days and has promised to introduce me. Perhaps she will mistake my introversion and solitary nature for depth and mysteriousness (she may suspect I am a genius, though whether she would be mistaken is not entirely clear). It doesn't really matter, though I believe some romantic and / or erotic would be beneficial to my mental health and so on.

Anyway, so here I am now writing this while a margherita pizza cooks in the oven. I will take it out when it is sufficiently cooked and sit eating it with some microwaveable fries while drinking a glass of cold chocolate milk. I will then dedicate the afternoon to finish reading Ben Lerner's novel 'Leaving the Atocha Station' before looking through some drafts of what I have written to see what merit, if any, this writing has. It remains bright until rather late at night so I may go swimming this evening, or perhaps for another long walk.

How is your own writing coming along /lit/?

Dd you have a pleasant weekend?

>> No.8292895

>>8292883
You from Spain?

>> No.8292898

>>8292895
I am from Norway. I am presently residing in a small cabin of sorts outside the town of Haugesund.

>> No.8292907

>>8292883
living the dream man, whats your novel about?

>> No.8292909

>>8292898
Fuck the grandaughter and post pics of her nakedness only covered by an open book
She needs to be blonde otherwise you are not in Norway

>> No.8292941

impregnate the young female

>> No.8292957

>>8292907
Thank you. My novel is about Virtual Reality and the point when permanent and voluntary exile from this reality to a virtual one becomes a realistic ambition. It focuses on one man who is lonely and unhappy and desires nothing more than to flee a world in which he feels he has no place and which no longer appeals to him as an arena in which to exert his will and influence. He joins a secular monastic order who have taken up residence in a secluded monastery abandoned after the final few religious monks passed away. There this group of men, most of them young, earn their subsistence money by producing virtual reality experiences for the black market (government regulation forces developers to limit the realism of their virtual worlds to prevent them being too immersive, especially after a number of people using the latest hardware / software were so immersed as to mistake the virtual world for the "real"). Meanwhile they attempt to work out how exactly they can go about abandoning this world and living instead in their own private, solipsistic virtual realities that they are each creating independently. Japanese Hikikimori make an appearance. Various Real World industries form a coalition objecting to the further development of virtual reality as it is hurting profits (the travel industry, the sex toy industry etc). Our hero attempts to work out whether he really does want to leave this world for another. What is there in this world that would convince him to stay? Is the love of a girl he met along ago at a hospital of sorts for children with curious and uncommon maladies sufficient enough a reason for him to stay in what is essentially a shared server in which we have all spawned? That kind of thing.

>> No.8292961

>>8292909
>>8292941
Please don't be crude in these threads. I intend for them to be a place where virtue and good manners are afforded the respect they deserve.

>> No.8293108

bumping an epic thread

>> No.8293140

>>8292957
this is not as bad as i would have expected from your threads
good luck
i'll be watching for the english translation in 5 years

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>>8292883

>> No.8293171

>>8292961
lmao faggot

>> No.8293173

>>8292883
Please keep us posted, this is great. I remember you making a thread a while back. I'm thinking of doing a similar thing in the Australian desert where I hope to write a western Gothic Style novel. Best of luck.

>> No.8293178

>>8292883
>It doesn't really matter, though I believe some romantic and / or erotic would be beneficial to my mental health and so on.

CREEEEEEP

>> No.8293181

S P O O K Y
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K
Y

>> No.8293184

Well, I wouldn't let my granddaughter near you!

>> No.8293191

>>8292883

>Anyway, so here I am now writing this while a margherita pizza cooks in the oven. I will take it out when it is sufficiently cooked and sit eating it with some microwaveable fries while drinking a glass of cold chocolate milk

y'know, Knausgaard makes banality work because he's smart.

>> No.8293213

>>8293173
And good luck to you.

>> No.8293219

>>8292883
After you finish your novel you need to hang yourself. Make sure to get several copies into appropriately labeled envelopes for distribution to publishers.

Immortality will be yours.

how is the water temperature

>> No.8293226

>>8293191
English is his second language, so he's probably just trying to be clear.

>> No.8293236

>>8293219
The water is very cold. I dislike using phrases such as "very cold" or "a nice day" though in this case lacking a thermometer and having no ability to accurately estimate the water's temperature that description must suffice. I mentioned in my opening that my neighbor lived half a mile away. At first I wrote "20 minutes away" but this seemed irresponsibly vague, and then I thought of putting "20 minutes on foot" but again whose feet am I talking about? There is no standard pace for such things. I try my best to avoid vague and overly subjective descriptions as often as I can. I have only been swimming once however but I enjoyed it. When I was young I went to the local swimming centre with my mother and she was able to float on her back without effort while I have always been incapable of doing the same. I tried it again here but again no luck. I tried inhaling as much as I could and then keeping the air inside my lungs but still my legs sank and I couldn't remain an at-east prostrated posture on the surface of the water as I wished to do.

>> No.8293328

I like the dryness of your expression, OP.

>> No.8293336

>>8293328

It feels affected and self-conscious to me, but to each their own.

>> No.8293340

>>8292961
Superb autism mate. Bang that granddaughter and fuck off

>> No.8293345

>>8293236
> "20 minutes on foot" but again whose feet am I talking about?"

Wow what an insightful quip, a true intellectual

>> No.8293346

Retreats to cabin to focus on novel. Day one a neighbour mentions her grand daughter. Can't concentrate properly for the rest of the year.

>> No.8293356

>>8292883
very little of what you described is writing. take heed to not waste your time on idleness

>> No.8293364

>>8292883
>blogposting instead of writing
Lol okay buddy hope your novel goes well. You that Norwegian guy?

>> No.8293388

>>8292883
If it's any inspiration to you anon, I found your post a compelling read.

>> No.8293450

>>8293364
I am Norwegian.

>> No.8293459

OP, how can you accomplish this financially with no income?

>> No.8293460

>>8293236
The key to floating in water is relaxing and letting your limbs sink. A lot of people's instincts lead them to try and raise their limbs above or level with the rest of their body and that sinks their head.

>> No.8293462

>>8293459
My grandparents' left their cabin to my family in their will. Since nobody wanted to do anything with it I asked if I could live there for a while. My parents asked how long a while would be and I said a year and they agreed since they know I am trying to write a novel.

>> No.8293474

>>8293462
damn, must be nice having parents that will support your for an entire year while you chase your dream. I'm not being sarcastic that sounds amazing. Meanwhile I huck around bags of dog food at a pet store for 8 hours a day and minimum wage, and am too tired to read when I get home

>> No.8293511

>>8293474
My parents aren't supporting me. I have worked a full-time job since graduating university and will use the money I have saved to pay for utilities and groceries and so on.

How old are you?

>> No.8293513

>>8293460
Thank you, I will try again soon.

>> No.8293514

>>8293511
Oh I misunderstood, I thought them agreeing meant they would support you.

I'm 21

>> No.8293532

I hope that Lady's granddaughter is hot. A budding romance at your isolated cabin would be quite a nice experience... When she leaves to go home you can write about your jealous anxiety.

>> No.8293533

>>8292961
>I intend for them to be a place where virtue and good manners are afforded the respect they deserve.

You better fix that attitude fuccboi.

The human form, rude and vulgar, is the pinnacle of virtue. Our raw nature and exposed instinct, for depravity as for humility, is the most noble and most complete existence any man can aspire to. Moving beyond the constraints of society's constriction and embracing every facet of your being is the only way to experience true virtue and live a truly virtuous life. It is also the only way you can truly ever hope to rise above the idealised plebshit literature you're no doubt dreaming of jotting down. And as for manners, what manners can be noble that force men to conceal their thoughts and feelings? To hide what they are and what they think purely in order to conform to a non-consensus-driven ideal of 'purity'? To expose yourself to the most base and 'mannerless' instincts, thoughts and desires of yourself and humanity at large is the only way to commune with the understanding that a writer, or human in general, needs to not be a fucking faggot.

Also post pics of the granddaughter.

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>>8292883
My nigga.

>> No.8293605

>>8293532
Hello. Yes it would potentially be a nice experience. I have many strategies planned that would make a girl stay with me were we to become intimate and I really would like to have a girlfriend at some point in my life.

>>8293533
I will not post of her granddaughter should we meet and I disagree with your rather facetious-seeming thesis. In my ideal world the temperature would be consistently cool, there would be no loud noises that a person would be forced to experienced involuntarily, there would be no bright lights, an easily regulated emotional state, and preferably everybody would walk around in parallel lines and turn only at right angles.

>> No.8293609

>>8293539
I enjoyed my pizza immensely. I hope you do the same.

>> No.8293619

>>8293609
I will.I recieved some American ipa beers my friend mailed to me and am going to read some Moby dick after eating.

>> No.8293629

>>8293619
Where do you live?

How did you make a friend who lives in America?

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>> No.8293837

>Anyway, so here I am now writing this while a margherita pizza cooks in the oven. I will take it out when it is sufficiently cooked and sit eating it

This is gold friend, I kek'd out loud.

You should make the novel a humorous one. I think you could do it well.

Kaldt vann?

>> No.8293847

>>8292883
>Anyway, so here I am now writing this while a margherita pizza cooks in the oven. I will take it out when it is sufficiently cooked and sit eating it with some microwaveable fries while drinking a glass of cold chocolate milk.
never gonna make it

>> No.8293852

>>8293629
if you're french I'll be your American friend

>> No.8293869

>>8292883
you sound like a faggots

>> No.8293871

>>8292883
nice blog dumbass

>> No.8293894

>>8292883
I could go for some romantic right now

>> No.8293895

>>8292883
jaevle homse

>> No.8293898

>I know! I'll spend a year in isolation writing!
>Better take my 3G with me!

>> No.8293907

How comes this is the only fucking pasta that goes unnoticed?

>> No.8293919

>>8292957

Post the first page

>> No.8293949

>>8293605
You're never gonna get a girlfriend if you're the kind of guy who wants everyone to walk in straight lines.

Also how's the hard day of writing going OP? Got anything you're willing to share?

>> No.8293975

To be honest OP, you sound like Karl Ove, in that you both are insufferable attention whores with delusions of masculinity and natural transcendentalism. Having a nice day posting on /lit/ at your secluded wannabe Walden paradise

>> No.8293979

>>8293898
this

>> No.8293991

>>8293236
>The water is very cold. I dislike using phrases such as "very cold" or "a nice day" though in this case lacking a thermometer and having no ability to accurately estimate the water's temperature that description must suffice.

Oh boy.

>> No.8294005

OP, I don't know how you manage to do this so consistently and reliably.

People react every single time, even though they already know who you are.

>> No.8294006

>>8293991
he must be deliberately parodying My Struggle

>> No.8294033

>>8294005
not everybody visits /lit/ every day

>> No.8294035

OP here. Sorry guys, I've been away reading. Just finished Ben Lerner's novel "Leaving the Atocha Station". A curious novel, a worthwhile experience.

>>8293949
In order to "warm up" instead of rushing head-first into a novel and ending up several thousand words in and then find myself having to retrace my steps once more and begin again I have decided to begin some "writing exercises". Yesterday I started simply by describing my journey here and my new surroundings. I ended up writing eight thousand words, which is a good sign I believe. Today I have written about a particularly emotional period in my life, when I developed a "crush" on a girl at the university but failed to communicate my desire towards her despite her making increasingly conspicuous efforts to communicate her own attraction towards me. This effort has yielded many thousands of words, which again I can only imagine is a good thing, though of course quality reigns supreme while quantity suggests nothing beyond itself.

>> No.8294051

>>8294035
You're going to have to edit your novel anyway, I would recommend just diving in.

>> No.8294068

>>8293852
I'm Norwegian.

>>8293919
I have a very rough draft of the first few chapters but they need to be thoroughly edited before I allow anybody to see them. Sorry.

>>8293975
I appreciate the work of Karl Ove, in fact his success is rather intimidating. And although I am replete with delusions a delusional of masculinity is not one of them. Walden often travelled into town and had others wash his clothing, and although I intend to do the later myself I too will be visiting Haugesund when the occasion demands it, if only to rekindle my artistic self-perception by walking around in what I perceive to be a Dostoevsky-like fashion at night dressed in a long well-worn black coat. Thank you for reading.

>> No.8294069

>>8294068
>Walden often travelled into town
lmao

>> No.8294081

>>8294051
I have "dived in" (a phrase I dislike immensely since it was used almost daily, in a sense that encouraged an individual to approach a task full of enthusiasm and energy regardless of its mundanity, in the office job I recently resigned from) in the past but I have found myself writing too much about what is so obviously too little. The previous novel I wrote began with around sixteen thousands words of the protagonist brushing his teeth, talking to his mother about the fact he is unemployed, and catching a bus to the local library to print off some CVs. Unless I have some form of structure and an end towards which to direct myself my natural inclination is to write about every detail I can, regardless of how "relevant" others are likely to perceive such details.

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>ywn be born into a wealthy family with the ability to stay rent free in paradise for a year to make art

>> No.8294099

>>8294087
I was not born into a wealthy family, and my decision not to pursue a more formal "route" in what I hope will be something of a career in writing is partly due to my lacking the necessary financial resources and security to do so. My parents are not rich and this opportunity only came about because my remaining grandparent passed away, leaving us the cabin of sorts they owned. Since the end of college I have worked for almost three years in a full-time job, a job which has threatened to erode my genius and undermine my talent and good humour.

>> No.8294104

>>8294035
Is that you, Elliot?

>> No.8294107

>>8294068
>Walden often traveled into town and had others wash his clothing

Ok, OP confirmed for master troll

>> No.8294113

>>8294099
You seem like a cunt, m8.

I'm glad you're not a bratty richbaby and instead just a bratty pseudointellectual, though.

>> No.8294117

OP have you read The Legend of the 10 Elemental Masters?

>> No.8294120

>>8294081
>>8294099
Okay now I'm having difficulty believing you

>> No.8294123

>>8294068
> Walden often travelled
<guffaw>

>> No.8294127

>>8293191
It's not his first language don't be a dick when he doesn't deserve it anon.

>> No.8294128

I am presently dressed in a pair of tight black boxer shorts worn and black elasticated socks pulled up my calves and a bathrobe which is thick and which warms me in a way that occasionally becomes too warm and thus unpleasant. My hair is combed back across my scalp and my face is recently shaven. I am drinking a cup of hot chocolate and I also have a glass of water with ice cubes in it so that the hot chocolate will not stain my teeth or overwhelm my delicate palate. Outside the sky is still rather light though has become striated with clouds which are beginning to coalesce so that in places it resembled a flat river valley when viewed from high above. There is a gentle breeze and the wooden chimes which produce no noticeable sound are swinging back and forth outside. No cars are audible thankfully, as the sound of passing engines is one of the reasons I despise living in an urban environment as much as I do, my extreme sensitive contributing to my genius but also to the torture I suffer each day when the harsh and brutish external environment does not reflect the purity and orderliness of my interior one. I will soon rise from my chair, walk over to the fridge, open the fridge door (feeling the suck of a still-unfamiliar gasket) and take out a cooled peach. I will bite into the peach and experience a pleasurable sensation, which, despite being less pleasurable than biting into a piece of candy, is more pleasurable overall due to the fact that I am aware that the peach is more healthy than the candy, and that I am therefore caring for my health and my life in a foresighted and therefore mature way.

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>mfw

>> No.8294136

>>8294128
>I'm a sensitive writer man, yeah
>loud noises and bright lights bother me
>I enjoy eating refined sugar though

>> No.8294138

>>8294120
Ye, he should drop the thousands of words on brushing his teeth from the posts next time.

>> No.8294150

>>8294128
You're pretty funny/ good at that, you just need to tone down some of the uber autistic moments to be more believable.

>> No.8294151

>>8294128
Nice blog entry

>> No.8294152

>>8294128
Is this what your novel is going to read like?

>> No.8294157

>>8294104
I am not Elliot Oliver Robertson Rodger though I have read his autobiography / manifesto and appreciate in a way that is neither ironic, patronizing nor complimentary.

>>8294117
No but I am aware who Ulillillia is and while watching his de-greasing video I was eating a take-out pizza and felt momentarily nauseated by the amount of grease I suddenly became aware that I was eating. I believe I watched a video of his about Spyro The Dragon (a Playstation 1 game) which is a game I played with great affection and delight throughout my early childhood, though the narrative and supporting characters are no longer something I remember with any lucidity, though I do remember the "hidden" areas in the game where some form of reward could be collected, and I also enjoyed the flying motion Spyro made while attempting to leap onto a tall object or jump down to the ground from up on high, a motion which was unique to Spyro (in my experience of video games) and made the world he inhabited seem like a place where he would suffer no serious injury and which was to him a sort of playground, as the world of cartoons, specifically The Simpsons, seems to be, wherein every injury could be repaired, every argument ended with a resolution welcomed on both sides, and where the virtues of justice, kindness and good-will were eventually rewarded, even to characters as difficult as Bart and as dim-witted as Homer.

>> No.8294160

>>8294151
I don't think that's the Norwegian guy, I think people are emulating him to make fun

>> No.8294163

>>8294152
Don't mind me, I'm retarded.

>> No.8294178

>>8294152
For the sake of the potential reader (and my own chances of getting published) I will have to redact much of what I write and provide only those details I believe will sustain their attention and interest. It would be unwise, in my opinion, to completely abandon the style of writing which is "natural" to me, and write, for example, in a way that seeks to emulate writers such as Kent Haruf, Raymond Carver or Tobias Wolff. Although I respect and admire these writers for their dedication to a certain Form, and though establishing an "aesthetic" (to meaner briefly into contemporary parlance) is important I feel that to trust my instincts and to write in an honest and unaffected way is more likely to result in my writing something I am proud of, even if it does mean that my potential "readership" or audience is not as large as it would otherwise be.

>> No.8294198

>>8294136
The difference here is that refined sugar is something I am consuming or experiencing voluntarily, while traffic noise and bright lights are things which are inflicted upon me, and furthermore things I am expected to endure for no reason other than contemporary society deems them necessary for it to continue functioning. While I don't necessarily enjoy living in a rural environment (I enjoy very little in life, and what I do enjoy is only enjoyed fleetingly and is almost always followed by a sense of nausea and vague disgust) it at least affords me a pleasant environment in which to write and think in a concentrated manner. Whether such serene surroundings will negatively effect my work due to their tendency to lull the writer in a sense of comfort which degrades rather easily into sated apathy I do not know, though I imagine the discomfort and unease which seems to be an essential aspect of my character will not allow me to fall into such a trap.

>> No.8294217

>>8294198
>I enjoy very little in life, and what I do enjoy is only enjoyed fleetingly and is almost always followed by a sense of nausea and vague disgust
So what do you enjoy, out of curiosity? And again, you're never gonna get a girlfriend with an attitude like that

>> No.8294256

>>8294217
I realize my ambition to eventually experience romantic affection is one that is threatened by my disposition and instinctive mode of thinking and perceiving the world though I really do believe that, once acquainted with a girl who is attracted to me in a superficial sense, I will be able to attract her in a way that will result in our becoming intimate and mutually caring, both in a sexual sense and in the romantic sense I have long desired. The idea of "enjoying" life is not one that I understand very well, and while this may seem like a conscious effort to portray myself as a "deep" individual prone to existential turmoil my incomprehension is actually simply an error on my part to comprehend that life is something to be enjoyed rather than endured. However, I enjoy sitting on my laptop at night with no work the following day, a small candle lit adjacent on my desk and some music playing which makes me feel emotional (often to the point of crying, or at least producing tears), I also enjoy reading books whose authors communicate to me a sense of kinship and shared values and / or experience (internal or external) and who I can relate to in a way that seems private and secret and which does not take said writer's fame or success into consideration. I enjoy seeing a pretty girl looking at me in a way that suggests they are attracted to me, though this has not happened in some time. I enjoy watching home videos and looking at photographs of myself as a child. I enjoy eating chocolate and drinking carbonated drinks. I enjoy lying in bed and pulling the duvet over my body knowing I have at least half an hour to relax and enjoy the warmth and comfort it affords me. I enjoy posting on /lit/ and other boards on 4chan. I enjoy visiting youtube. My enjoyment of life is, however, I have noticed in recent years, not an active enjoyment but rather a sense of temporary relief from a lack of enjoyment, or in other words I often mistake an absence of pain as pleasure.

>> No.8294353

>>8292883
This is that 100 post anon again.

Newfags, there is a poster who constantly creates really elaborate schemes to mess with people by getting them to feel sympathy for his character and then slowly dissolve into autism, it usually always begins with calling himself a genius (I've noticed this pattern) he used to joke about his 6 volume memoir or this time that he paid a publisher to publish his book and he scheduled a book signing at a barnes and noble where only his mom came and bought 3 copies of the book. He does this because he's admitted he has nothing else in life and gets some sort of pleasure out of it, anyway, he had me going for a little bit until I saw him descend into cunty autism but the nail in the coffin is this quote that he always uses when people ask to see his writing in these threads (because it's pretty good but it comes from an archived post from years ago back when warosu was up, someone else found that one out, he usually takes any written material from past critique threads but almost always this one):

>"Magnus realized, with a sort of laugh, that every joke he had recently heard had been told by himself, to himself, and at his own expense."

Anyway OP, you should really find something else to occupy your time if this is all you really have.

>> No.8294372

>>8294353
i'm pretty sure i've seen the memoir guy posting in the last week. unless you think it's the same guy keeping up both acts.

>> No.8294373 [DELETED] 

I hope you write in Norwegian because your command of the English language leaves a lot to be desired.

Fjeldabe

>> No.8294402

>>8294372
It's the same cunt, he keeps on with his deceiving plots to get some attention and then gain pleasure abusing anons's good will. A classic and classy scheme of bait and bamboozle, but nonetheless cunty and ill intentioned.

Keep you eyes wide open, my man.

>> No.8294404

OP here. This will be my final post for tonight. I have just gone outside to get some fresh air. I am now listening to the album "The Sunshine Always Fades" by Sun Devours Earth. I am feeling very emotional. Tomorrow I will write more and begin reading "En Route" by J.K. Huysmans. In around fifteen minutes I will turn off the lights in my cabin and get into bed. In the night I hear the sound of branches snapping occasionally and a distant car going by sometimes, otherwise the sound of a slight breeze heaving against the window. I have felt afraid here at night though I imagine this fear will pass in time. If you have a question then ask it in this thread and I will reply tomorrow morning. Thank you for reading.

>> No.8294405

are you gonna fuck the granddaughter

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>>8294099
kek

>> No.8294564

At least shut yourself off and work 24/7 on that novel like a madman. All respect is lost if you don't work at least 12 hours a day.

>> No.8294590

Fuck the granddaughter
Shorten your sentences
Post pics of granddaughter

Not in that order

>> No.8294700

>>8294256
Are your greatest pleasures really found on the internet? No wonder you don't enjoy much

>> No.8294875

>>8292883
Ben please stop viral marketing your shit books

>> No.8295066

Do you like snus? I live in Texas and can only get General, could you mail me a log of assorted flavors?

>> No.8295080

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eKl6WjfDqYA

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>>8292961

if you won't give her the dick m8 then at least pass her my way

>> No.8295095

You sound like an insufferable cunt.
Good luck on your book though, hopefully it's not drab.

>> No.8295230

>>8294353
>when warosu was up
>was

>> No.8295251

>>8295080
what a pretentious chock of shit

>> No.8295407

>>8292883
>I believe some romantic and / or erotic would be beneficial to my mental health and so on.

If you fuck a girl for "mental health and so on" then may you be damned

>> No.8295471

What is this, another Norm MacDonald riff?

>> No.8295806

>>8292957
i'd read the shit out of this desu

>> No.8296052

>>8292957

this actually sounds pretty good anon

do you have a throwaway email? I'm interested in your ideas and would like to know more about how you will implement them in your text

>> No.8296168

I love you /lit/

>> No.8296182

>>8292883
>chocolate milk
>pizza
>microwavable fries

You can't write on that.

>> No.8296198

>>8294404
How much of a self-important dickhead are you to write a paragraph of the menial and lame activities you'll get up to in the next 15 minutes like you're Descarte scribing his notions?

I mean, this whole literary quest you're embarking on is cool but stop acting like such an insufferable twerp. You're the kind of guy people actively avoid sitting next to at dinner parties.

>> No.8296416
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OP here. My brain forced me to wake early this morning, no doubt still afraid that yesterday was some form of hallucination and that today I would have to return to work. It's a rather damp morning. I drank two glasses of orange juice and ate some toast (I usually avoid breakfast but today for once my appetite encouraged me to eat something, which I can only interpret as a good sign). I have brought along my running shoes and may go running at some point today, perhaps cooling off in the water after I return. I am sitting at the desk I have moved to the rear window so that I may overlook the water while I write and read. If it becomes too bright I will shut the curtains however. I am eating a banana.

>>8294700
Pretty much, yes. I have been detached from external life for quite some time.

>>8294875
I am not Ben Brooks though I am aware who he is and have read his debut novel "Grow Up".

>>8295066
No this is not something I enjoy.

>>8295095
Thank you for your good wishes.

>>8296182
I will not eat this every day, only yesterday I decided to give myself something of a treat. For the past year or so I have eaten the same thing (on weekdays at least) almost every single day, so I decided to eat something different.

>> No.8296495

>Norwegian
>literature
>after Hamsun
The only good shit to ever come out of that shithole is Hamsun and Ibsen (who are godtier btw), and Ibsen fucking left the country to do his shit
Tldr norsk literatur suger kuk og du kommer til å skrive jævlig drit

>> No.8296508

>>8296416
Are you going to delight us with your dear-diary threads every day while you are there?

>> No.8296522

>>8296508
It was not my intention. If people would like to know anything specific I will answer any questions they may wish to ask.

>> No.8296602

Norway is the one country I would nuke if I could, everyone that comes from there is so privileged it hurts. I'd nuke it just to see their happy world burn away.

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>>8293236
you just striked your chances at becoming anyone significant.

And I'm a guy who would like to see more obscure writers make it.

>> No.8296658

>>8292883
And yet here you are, shitposting of /lit/.

Plug out bra

>> No.8297323

bump

>> No.8298271

a) why do you eat fries WITH pizza?
b) and about the chocolate milk ... I suggest you take the year of time also to do sport and clean your interiors, i.e. eat healthy. Your skin will look better soon. Also good for the brain, and keep working.

>> No.8298282

>>8293226
actually they're taught English in school in Norway and most Scandinavians speak English as well as the English do these days. Honestly I don't know why they even bother with their own old, entirely marginal language.

>> No.8298319

>>8296495
>norsk literatur suger kuk
Today I learnt a new phrase

>> No.8298345

>>8296495
>Tldr norsk literatur suger kuk og du kommer til å skrive jævlig drit

He might not though, you never know.

>> No.8298509

>>8296416
>For the past year or so I have eaten the same thing (on weekdays at least) almost every single day
What have you been eating?

>> No.8298635

>Today I have written about a particularly emotional period in my life, when I developed a "crush" on a girl at the university but failed to communicate my desire towards her despite her making increasingly conspicuous efforts to communicate her own attraction towards me.

>I will soon rise from my chair, walk over to the fridge, open the fridge door (feeling the suck of a still-unfamiliar gasket) and take out a cooled peach. I will bite into the peach and experience a pleasurable sensation, which, despite being less pleasurable than biting into a piece of candy, is more pleasurable overall due to the fact that I am aware that the peach is more healthy than the candy, and that I am therefore caring for my health and my life in a foresighted and therefore mature way.

I love this guy

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Do you have Wi-Fi in your cabin?

>> No.8298809

>>8298509
Dicks, most likely.

>>8296416
Why are you detached, OP?

>> No.8298848

>>8292883
>tries the Walden experiment
>with internet connection
May as well do it on starbucks

>> No.8298874

>>8296416
timestamp or it didn't happen

I was on a cabin trip outside of Haugesund just a few weeks ago, nice area.

t. Fellow Norwegian

>> No.8298888

OP here. Checking in briefly before bed. It is dark outside.

>>8298271
It was something of a treat, as I previously ate the same thing almost every day for many months. I like chocolate milk.

>>8298509
A pot of pre-made tomato and cheese pasta from the store, a packet of potato chips / crisps, some chocolate, and three or four apples. One can of sofa. And then water. Almost a whole year eating this pretty much every day, on weekdays at least. David Lynch ate a tuna sandwich every day for a long time, as he claimed the routine of such a meal allowed him to focus his energy and attention elsewhere.

>>8298777
There is internet here, yes.

>>8298809
It would take many thousands of words to articulate the reasons why I believe I first became detached from the external world and why this detachment has only developed further over time, though I will forego any attempts at explanation in this post as I believe too short an attempt will make it seem as though I am either seeking pity or that I am attempting to portray myself in a way that will encourage people to perceive me in a positive light. Either way the fact remains that the external world really does overwhelm me very easily. I accept that this is a weakness on my part, and I do try my best to limit the degree of my sensitivity to external phenomena on occasion, though without becoming callous or ignorant of the minutiae of surroundings, minutiae which are often so subtle that only a sensitive, observant mind would be capable of observing them, even if doing so is at times very exhausting. I am fundamentally heterosexual.

>> No.8298898

>>8298888
Nice quints.

>> No.8298910

>>8298888
Have you ever visited the fact that you may have autism? I don't mean this in a mean way, but reading your posts gives me the idea that you have text book autism

>> No.8298937

>>8293236
if you spend as much time writing your book instead of these fucking blog post trying to sound smart, you would only need a month long trip.

>> No.8298943

>>8298910
It may be the case that I have autism. I have never been formally diagnosed with it or anything else. I am fairly certain I have OCD however, and many incidents from my past reinforce that. I do believe I am very empathetic however and that I am able to appreciate the subtleties of interpersonal communication, though again many incidents have suggested that my reactions in social situations are often suggestive of an autistic personality. One incident which still pains me to recall took place last year in fact, when four of my work colleagues and I were making our way from the office where we worked to a bar to celebrate another colleague's birthday. On the way there we walked to the metro in order to travel across the city, and it was very crowded. My reaction, for whatever reason, though it was overwhelmingly instinctive, was to stand by myself five or so feet away from anybody else staring at the ground while four of my colleagues stood in a group further along the platform talking to one another. Although they had already formed something of a circle on the platform, with their backs turned outwards thus discouraging new members from joining the circle, I do feel my reaction was not only strange but quite impolite also, though I did not mean to be. My colleagues are all from a rather high class background while I am from a rather poor background, and though our lifestyles and perspectives are quite different in numerous ways I still feel bad for acting the way I did. In general I am a very private individual and I dislike above all else when another person imposes something on me, such as the sound of their music, or their preferred temperature, and so on. I don't believe I am solipsistic, which many autistic people appear to be, in the sense that they tend not to appreciate the internal lives of those around them, though I am rather stubbornly individualistic and probably narcissistic to some extent.

>> No.8298960

>>8292883
>I travel to an isolated cabin to "write"
>Still have time to shitpost on this Chinese cartoon board I know

also:
>and am now
You suck.

>> No.8298961

>>8298943
What leads you to believe that you're a genius?

>> No.8298982

>>8292883
And the stupid fact that writers isolate themselves mentally, not just physically. You being here is the best proof that you just crave that attention.
Let me guess, the Starbucks you frequent was empty so you decided to come to 4chan.
You are that kid that WONT SHUT UP about his novel to every pseudo-intellectual that has two ears. You are the equivalent of that guy that once travel to Reno and wont shut up about it.

>> No.8299011

>>8298982
Reno is a shithole, not even complete morons brag about going there.

>>8298961
I've noticed that people who are intelligent but have difficulty communicating even the simplest concepts to others tend to jump to the conclusion that they're so intelligent as to be incomprehensible to the average person, when in reality they're just bad at talking.

>>8298888
>I will forego any attempts at explanation in this post as I believe too short an attempt will make it seem as though I am either seeking pity or that I am attempting to portray myself in a way that will encourage people to perceive me in a positive light
Were you molested? That's the only thing that I can imagine fitting those criteria.

Also please keep us posted every day OP, this is the best thread to shitpost in on /lit/

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>>8294035

>> No.8299209

>>8292883
> and so on

not genius confirmed anon, just kys already

>> No.8299527

OP basically has two choices at this point:

1 - Own up to the trolling
2 - admit that he is a no-talent attention-whore loser who romanticized living in a secluded cabin but will really pack it up and head home in 3 days, therefore becoming the laughing stock of his family and friends (if he has any)

>> No.8299928

I like how fucking none if your activities ate related in any way to writing.

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>>8292883
I wake up
I eat breakfast while watching something
I go for a run
I eat another meal while watching something else
I read in a nature area nobody else goes to while enjoying some dipping tobacco or rolled cigars.
I do 2 hours of swim training, though I have not been swimming as much as I should have lately. If im not swimming im shitposting and eating
Eat another meal
Study german and russian. My language studies have fallen behind recently.
Lift weights for about an hour in my garage
On Saturdays, I smoke marajuana with pre set goals for the high and the stimuli I will be consuming during the high. This helps me use the drug as a tool to further my goals rather than an escape from life. Once a month I take LSD, this month I will be upping the dose to 500 micrograms in order to move beyond ego death into a completely different place I visited once before but cannot explain or remember. I spend the entire month planning for this high as every second must be put to good use. Last month I completely eliminated fear of death, making my career as a soldier all the more possible. In the coming months, I would like to crush the vanity of my everyday life. Everything I do physically and mentally i do for myself, but I find myself lecturing people to sound smarter or showing off my body, and that is unacceptable. In the next few trips I plan on disintegrating from the vain hedonistic loop that is society and being true to myself when I say I do what I do for myself.
If it is one of the 25 days out of the month I am not getting high, I watch a film or go for a walk, or read more.
I go to bed unhappy and restless. Theres a lot more work to do.

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>aspergers as fuck
>living isolated in the countryside
>mostly indifferent virgin
>contemptuous towards the vulgarity of common people

H-henry? Could it be?

Also you failed when you brought the internet with you

>> No.8300021

>>8299950
Please never become a soldier. Last time we got a turboautist he peed his pants.

>> No.8300235

>>8298937
>>8298960
>>8298982
>>8299209
>>8299527
Serious question. Are these anons, and the rest of the edgy anons in this thread, just teenagers trying to fit in by being needlessly hostile, or are you genuinely triggered by what is essentially a fun, entertaining thread?

>> No.8300371

>>8296495
Plenty med god norsk literatur post-Hamsun, kis. Du skal være bra kontrær for å ikke innse dét.

>> No.8300415

This is a nice thread, really.

The sad thing is that only /lit/ and a few niches can enjoy a well done autism enactment so if you (or the original norway guy) decide to carry on and actually write a book with this mindset it'll never get published.

Don't get too pretentious though, that's what gives it away.

>> No.8300562

>>8292957
This definitely has potential, I believe in you anon

>> No.8300838

>>8299950
Go away fake OP

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>>8292957
>It focuses on one man who is lonely and unhappy and desires nothing more than to flee a world in which he feels he has no place and which no longer appeals to him as an arena in which to exert his will and influence. He joins a secular monastic order who have taken up residence in a secluded monastery abandoned after the final few religious monks passed away.

you capture normie humans very well. emotions matter to hedonists who think hedonism is a good life style.
But of course, most people love hedonism far too much to stop being scared of leaving hedonism. Most people are not meant to be something else than hedonist. In fact, the whole humanity is here because people love to cling to what they feel and think and refuse to do something else with their life.

for people saying that hedonism is relevant,
>life=what you feel+what you think+what you expect from your desires from what you feel and think
therefore,
>grade your desires
and
>non acting on your favorite desires = non life = death


hedonism is not an effective doctrine to be happy. Hedonists believe that you literally die if you ''do not think nor do feel''. They have faith that 'no moving' is death.

of course, doing the opposite brings you a better life:
>perpetual evanescence and lack of control of what you think and feel, therefore cannot be taken seriously (to be happy) => stay still towards what you think and feel.

Once you try to reach stillness, you are more equanimous and benevolent.

>> No.8300856

>>8300851
Fuck off Christposters this isn't a thread for you

>> No.8300871

>>8300851
oh my. Whatever gets you through life, I guess.

>> No.8301562

bumping this thread