/lit/ - Literature

Stirner

mods send these chimps back to madgascar thanks

>>6539186
'You're a Wizard, Harry'

>>1702332
Sorry, can't help you, you're going to hell.

You are now aware that the reason you are not published is because you spend too much time on here, on the internet listening to one another's criticism.
Because this generation is so desperate to have an audience, we have ceased to actually get down to work. If you'd been born a hundred years earlier, half of you would be published already, and be heralded as literary geniuses.

In the last quarter of the twentieth century, much of the world sat on the edge of an increasingly expensive theater seat waiting for something momentous to occur. Christian aficionados of the Second Coming scenario were convinced that, after two thousand years, the other shoe was about to drop. And five of the era's best-known psychics predicted that Atlantis would soon reemerge from the depths. To this last, Princess Leigh-Cheri responded, "There are three lost continents; we are one: the lovers." In whatever esteem one might hold Princess Leigh-Cheri's thoughts, one must agree that the last quarter of the twentieth century was a severe period for lovers. It was a time a time when romantic relationships took on the character of ice in spring, stranding many little children on jagged and inhospitable floes. Nobody quite knew what to make of the moon anymore

Consider a certain night in August. The moon was so bloated it was about to tip over. For more than an hour, Leigh-Cheri stared into the sky. "Does the moon have a purpose?" She inquired. The same query put to the Remington SL3 typewriter elicited this response: Albert Camus wrote that the only serious question in life is whether to kill yourself or not. Tom Robbins wrote that the only serious question is whether time has a beginning and an end. Camus clearly got up on the wrong side of bed, and Robbins must have forgotten to set the alarm. There is only one serious question. And that is: Who knows how to make love stay? Answer me that and I will tell you whether or not to kill yourself. Answer me that and I will ease your mind about the beginning and end of time. Answer me that and I will reveal to you the purpose of the moon.

Sup /lit/,
what do you think of my writing?

Just started a blog recently.

www.earliestdays.blogspot.com

>>576049
It seems you are bad at writing.

http://earliestdays.blogspot.com/

take notes

it doesn't have to rhyme to be good, ex:

though i can look past a nun whipping a boy
with a sparkling, suntouched rosary
i saw a priest painting
a beached whale the colour of the sand
just so the kids in the choir could wade in the waters
while they held the preacher's hand
and soaked their skin

this seems like it was written by a twelve year old who just read a piece by edgar a. poe

>>505805
you like to pretend you just got anally raped and sodomized?

yes

>>498268
The man needs to harden the fuck up. If she's right, then she's correct and he should take it like a man. If she's wrong, then she's a stupid bitch and her opinion can be ignored.

>>498244
HAHAHA Attacking his spelling instead of his points. Learn to debate you dickhead.

Secondly. Yes, a man shouldn't hit a woman - for the following reason: No-one should hit anyone. Grow the fuck up humanity.

>>464630
It's fine but thanks, send me an email so I can contact you without you having to post your email here for the trolls. I'll respond tomorrow. I need some sleep.

>>464617
You're an asshole, he's sweet
>>464615
He left me, haven't updated my blog though

>>464602
Yeah, sorry.

>>464605
GOOM GOOM LACKA LACKA LACKA GOOM! GOOM GOOM LACKA LACKA GOOMBA!

>>464567
No, my real name is Marianne Mancussi, I'm a writer.

>>464536
mari@marimancusi.com

>>464505
yes

>>464491

Wherever you go I'll follow

Can I be the person who gets publicly lynched for being stupid?