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If I were ever to die of spiderbite, my last words would be 'Fucking hell! Fuck you, fucking spider!' I know this because this was my automatic response in church with my grandmother yesterday upon finding one such creature making its way along my arm (and momentarily through the air). I also jumped up with a gesture that my brother has made into a
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I want to have written it?
The entire piece is beautiful; whilst I'm sure you realise some words are out of context it doesn't matter, the words float around you. You feel as if you're almost drowning, that the world shifts around you, as if you are feverous yourself. The overwhelming sense of loss. Whistling like a kettle.
I don't even have the words to describe these phrases:
"It came to me then that she had simply been waiting for some human company to die in; I panicked and began to speak to her, then, but she could not reach me from the thoughtless, haunted realms in which she now floated. Then she died, and the light fell from her face as she slid slightly forward in her chair and stayed like some bowed trunk in the starless forest of my nightmare."
I love this. In the same way I loved e.e. cummings I ever read. In a way its unlike anything I've read.
Oh, and if LJ has sent me the right date, you should turn 18 exactly 1 day after I do. Although the American date system confuses me.
Thanks
Sarah
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Speaking of which, I am going to drop the 'drunken' from my freestyles. I have become over-reliant on mind-altering substances while writing, and it is the high potency of Dutch superskunk that I blame for the appalling nature of the above piece. This also means less writing at night (cos I usually come home pretty out of it). Also, thanks a lot for the 'favour' (you-know-what); tho my friend is probably going to start some mad suicide cult because of it. It'll be funny anyway.
I'm writing three plays at the moment; one is in the style of Beckett, one Genet, and one Lorca. Have you read much of them? I'm going to need your advice on them, mainly because I am crap at writing plays. My Grandmother hated my writing, and said that I should do some pieces modelled on other writers, which I think is a good idea for development.
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My mum says if I get good grades for my A levels she'll pay £100 for an Internet writing course featuring professional writers who judge your works. I'll be able to forward the emails to you, should you wish.
I found a new writer who's really good; his name is 'leeringfool' and you should definitely look him up, he's fantastic.
Peace
Jonah
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