Oh wow, I totally forgot about Venus In Furs. Now that I've remembered, I'll have to start thinking about more manimal metaphors. I'm specifically thinking about a bear, riding a motorcycle, wearing giant bird wings and underpants. Mostly because I got bored and started thinking about John Irving. I wonder what sort of sexual oddity will be named "Vonnegutism" in the next few years? We're about due for a new one. It doesn't matter, though, Venus In Furs will always be better than anything Vonnegut wrote, especially if you are trying to keep people from talking to you on the bus while you're trying to read.
Just to be clear, is the bear *wearing* the wings like strapped to his back (and presumably in an outstretched posture), rather than actually having genuine wings instead of or in addition to his little paws. Animals in underpants are always excellent. But then underpants are excellent.
Maybe Vonnegutism will involve complaining that you never got a Nobel Prize during sex. Or something involving time travel and aliens. Or cats' cradles.
(I may rant shortly about how the way to become a cult novelist is to be entirely unable to do either characters or plots.)
Venus in Furs is a lovely book, even though I leant it to a girl I knew at university and at no point did she ever offer to whip me or even beat me up and abandon me. I also like very much the way John Cale sings the song of the same name these days, which now seems to be about being old and tired and decrepit and about to die and generally knackered, rather than having the slightest thing to do with sex.
Yes, the bear has the wings strapped to his back like a giant furry vicious cherub. The wings are probably tattered, unless it would be more comical for the bear to be tattered and the wings to be cleaner than the bearded lady's stockings. They may have a slight pinkish hue, and are completely powerless, which confuses the bear, who is more logical than his keepers.
I once lent Venus In Furs to a boy I knew in college and then beat him up and abandoned him, but he brought it on himself as he was whipping someone else, and he had a rather poorly diet and may very well have been bruised before I hit him. [Actually, it wasn't Venus In Furs, as he was the only person I have ever met in real life who had already read it. It was a KRS-One CD, and my friend was the one who hit him, but the rest is true. And if that other guy hadn't hit him, I probably would have
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I was definitely thinking of male underwear, probably y-fronts, maybe yellow with brown edgings or something similar, though white is also good. I would not refer to women's undergarments as underpants. But maybe this is an American/British thing. Or just an underwear thing.
Tattered wings sound a bit gothy for a bear. I'm not sure if it's worthwhile you painting it; I'm sure if you searched on deviantart.com you'd find something along the lines you describe. Along with 7 million other pictures involving tattered wings, motorcycles, and underwear, of course. I guess you could do it in a kitsch pop art way, though. (Where did I see a bear riding a tiny tricycle and carrying a pink parasol?)
Does KRS-1 have a masochistic subtext? Also, purely out of interest, have you ever beaten anybody up?
knickers, pants*, or if I was writing pornography panties. Or when appropriate technical terms like thong or grannie panties. Additionally, I would not call flip-flops thongs, ever.
*since I'm British obviously pants are not trousers.
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Maybe Vonnegutism will involve complaining that you never got a Nobel Prize during sex. Or something involving time travel and aliens. Or cats' cradles.
(I may rant shortly about how the way to become a cult novelist is to be entirely unable to do either characters or plots.)
Venus in Furs is a lovely book, even though I leant it to a girl I knew at university and at no point did she ever offer to whip me or even beat me up and abandon me. I also like very much the way John Cale sings the song of the same name these days, which now seems to be about being old and tired and decrepit and about to die and generally knackered, rather than having the slightest thing to do with sex.
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I once lent Venus In Furs to a boy I knew in college and then beat him up and abandoned him, but he brought it on himself as he was whipping someone else, and he had a rather poorly diet and may very well have been bruised before I hit him. [Actually, it wasn't Venus In Furs, as he was the only person I have ever met in real life who had already read it. It was a KRS-One CD, and my friend was the one who hit him, but the rest is true. And if that other guy hadn't hit him, I probably would have ( ... )
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Tattered wings sound a bit gothy for a bear. I'm not sure if it's worthwhile you painting it; I'm sure if you searched on deviantart.com you'd find something along the lines you describe. Along with 7 million other pictures involving tattered wings, motorcycles, and underwear, of course. I guess you could do it in a kitsch pop art way, though. (Where did I see a bear riding a tiny tricycle and carrying a pink parasol?)
Does KRS-1 have a masochistic subtext? Also, purely out of interest, have you ever beaten anybody up?
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*since I'm British obviously pants are not trousers.
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thanks, though, for info about panties. i forgot about the word knickers.
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