Comments on: The Crisis We Bloggers Also Face: November, Empty Eggs, and Kuchu Buranko 3

By: Shance

Shance — Thu, 12 Nov 2009 02:20:30 +0000

We could consider writing to be something similar to clay, and we can mold and shape it as we see fit. Heck, sometimes even personal tastes and distinctions get in the way that the clay eventually becomes something else. Remember the Greek tale of Pygmalion and Galatea? It sometimes becomes something like that: a model of perfection and personal taste that the creator shuts away from the world in fear that his creation and himself would be sullied to the point where he could not see himself as a person.

Scary, come to think of it…

By: animekritik

animekritik — Wed, 11 Nov 2009 11:48:38 +0000

It’s a big issue this, difficult, maybe easy. Reading this post reminded me of two anecdotes from the poet Mallarme:

1) Degas the painter went to Mallarme and complained about how hard it was to do poetry. “I’ve got so many ideas, but I can’t seem to be able to write a single poem.” Replied Mallarme: “Poems are written with words, not ideas.”

2) Mallarme’s lifelong dream was to concentrate on his poetry. Because he didn’t have much money, he worked hard as a govt. teacher for 30 years (I think it was) at the end of which he could collect a nice pension and be a full-time poet. Soon after he gets his pension he grows sicker and sicker and dies.

By: Shance

Shance — Wed, 11 Nov 2009 08:56:35 +0000

Well, there are some who fail to leave the pit of monetary dependence, and there are some who spawn bestsellers by accident while writing their hearts out, without regards to money or fame. I think you’re trying to be the tactician, where you tend to juggle the possible options in writing. Of course, I have no intention of stopping you.

And why, I’ll be over there at SAD soon enough, yes. Anticipating, aren’t we?

By: digitalboy

digitalboy — Wed, 11 Nov 2009 08:24:08 +0000

>>Also, did anyone notice Kugimiya Rie’s voice as Reina?

NO! AND NO I FEEL LIKE AN IDIOT!

>>Of course not. There is a choice to end the monotony, and all we have to do is simply write by our own accord. Screw perception, screw your editors, screw everything else.

Hehehe, but that deadly doubling over there! Of course I can be happier writing what I want to right, but I also derive m happiness from knowing someone read and like it! Yeah, if I get big like Toriyama, I’ll feel confident enough to put out low-sale novels for myself, but I’m not successful! That means I’m fucked writing sell-out merchandise until I can get my name big enough to write whatever I want! FUCK! SHIT! DAMN!

like I said in my post, if I didn’t wan the success so badly, I wouldn’t put up with the stress of writing accessibly. And thats also why I go over to SAD and post craaazy shit. Like I’m sure you’ll be doing there soon enough!