I’m writing densely again. Ocean-bottomed prose. Must mean I’m in love with something again. But what is it? What is it? Tell me please. I seem to be inhaling more or less the same. Like, the eggs are already hatched, and there's only one to count.
It's like seeing everything at once, then sorting through it as you go, or after the fact. Do you get that, ever? har-har. I'm the sort of girl that double-bags her garbage and her tea. Amazing correlation, I know.
I swear to god I'm not trying to be clever. You know when Lorrie Moore writes this in How to Become a Writer:
Possible plot? A woman gets on a bus.
Well, I swear to god.
Also:
I JUST FOUND MY POINT OF VIEW! I KNEW if I stayed up long enough it would come to me. One I actually haven’t tried before. Feel like there’s a checkmark above my algebra and moreover, beside it.
ps,
Mariko, you're universal. <3<3
Posted by caroline at February 17, 2005 2:36 AMi arrive by the bus. i meant also to comment on about six entries below but thots: incomplete, also hardly dense enough. w/ thanks to you : i think i'm coming around to the possibility of actually enjoying flowers (not dead)! tho i've yet to steal - what was it magnolias? - from local markets &tc. xxo
Posted by: m at February 17, 2005 10:42 AMAm I universal too? I haven't managed much past galactic lately. And a GOOD writer can turn anything - including getting onto the bus - into a story, so you should steal that idea and use it.
Posted by: ben at February 17, 2005 12:45 PMm,
i'm weepy, without connection to anything else. but: weeping. save for it. add in something about sifting. did i tell you about those flowers--twice in a row, unnoticed by the cashier? tho' i held them right against my chest---? must have had it in her that i really needed them, at the time.
&missyou.
xoox
xoox
ben,
hmmm--ahhh. for some reason, & for real: "for some reason," think you gotta have some Jap in you for the universal. & definitely no Brit in it! oh, oh god! I'm a frightfully reverse colonialist. heaven help me hang my head.
and thanks for reading my mind. I didn't even know I was thinking about buses so much. but: there's a turn there, a turn around in the figment.
xx'
Posted by: caroline at February 17, 2005 8:06 PMo god : here pass the gin. i KNOW. & miss you very much as well .xo
Posted by: m at February 17, 2005 10:11 PMit is done. the action, my friend, is complete. fridgetop.
good to have it on paper, too, otherwise, I run the risk of seeming slightly abnormal, as is the norm.
Posted by: caroline at February 18, 2005 2:07 AM