ask_eyedream Dafremen 1. Why does my leaving bother you? 030912 ... eyedream Fishing for compliments? Here's a nice angelfish: Because I don't want you to go. I don't want anyone to go. I don't want the blatherskites to dwindle. What will I do? Why are you leaving? thanks you for the ask_eyedream 030912 ... imposter What is love? And what is loss? is feeling very lonely . . . 030912 ... oldephebe who are some of your favorite writers? 030912 ... Dafremen I'm not sure if it's appropriate to answer a question on YOUR ask blather, but here goes. No..not fishing for compliments, wondering why my leaving rated 4 questions out of 5 that you asked. I'm glad you will miss me. I will miss you all very much too. You have my email address. Thanks for the fish. 030912 ... oldephebe How do you construct you dialogues? Do you intuit them, do you just have a natural ear for that kind of thing? Do you ever write down conversations you oever hear on the train or subway, or in a restaurant? Have you ever rea any thing by Elmore Leonard? yeah way too many questions my bad ... 030912 ... Syrope can i have you? 030913 ... somebody do you have words? 030913 ... nomme ?do you ever dream of things you've never seen before? sorry, play on your name :) but syria'souly 030913 ... imposter Why do I hurt so much? What happened? Please, help me. . .please answer me. . . O God O God O God O God please God help 030913 ... endless desire im curious about your certain obsession with true love. . . and your mission to differentiate those who truly love and those who are just infatuated with another person. i think it's an honorable mission but i'm also interested in the story behind it. 030913 ... eyedream imposter: It is impossible to define love. But really you don’t want thoughts on love, do you? You want the love itself. So my message to you is that you aren’t alone. I am sorry for having nothing more apt to say. I am inept. Forgive me. I am trying to plant kisses to you all over blather. oldephebe: I don’t have favourite writers. It’s not about the writer but the work, to me. Same with art and music. And life. Le Petit Prince (Exupery), A Clockwork Orange (Burgess), Pastoralia (Saunders), and strangely enough, Life of Pi (Martel). I’m forgetting books. There are a lot of nameless ones from my childhood I remember, which are more important than adult ones because children are usually more important than adults. I do not read a lot. Which is to say, I read more than most but less than most. dafremen: I’m not sure if it’s appropriate to ask a question in my answering blathe, but since you answered one here, I think it’s fair, also since you have intentionally been dodging it and clearly want to either arouse intrigue or just make me cut slits in my retinas, so: why are you leaving? oldephebe: My dialogues are not constructed. They just sort of fall out of my hands onto the computer screen. In their own way, although they are complete fiction, my eyedreamisms are more existent than reality because they are made up of images and scenes and words inside my mind, things, as Georgia O’Keeffe once said, that were so familiar to me that it never occurred to me to put them down. oldephebe: No, I don’t write down conversations I hear, but certain parts of them are implanted in me and I don’t know what in my head is my creation or what has been absorbed, but whether stimulated by absorption or creation the result is still something that is fundamentally and quintessentially part of myself. Somehow. oldephebe: Elmore Leonard? No, but I’ll him to my abundant reading list. syrope: You can have me to some extent but I’m not sure if you know what you’re getting into. We all have different halves and along with my dreamer half is my non-dreamer half. It’s a very odd half. Almost as odd as this half. somebody: I don’t know. Sorry. nomme: Yes. Which raises the question, where does it come from if not from your subsconscious? Either I am absorbing things I don’t realize that I am, or someone is imparting them to me. Both ideas are eerie and frightening. Hence pleasurable. imposter: Shhh, mon petit, n’inquiete pas. Life is short but it is wide. endless desire: I am just as curious about my obsession with pure love. The story behind it can theoretically be found at mydeardiary.com, author search “eyedream”, but since I wrote the damned thing, and I still have no answers, there is no reason why it should enlighten you any. But perhaps we are all gripped with the things we want? I am aware that my romanticism is splashed all over eyedreamism, indeed, it is entirely my eyedreamisms. Do you know what? Part of me is filled with a consistent horror that I wrote any sequels or prequels to eyedreamism. I mean, not just the writer’s fear of ruining a good thing, but something deeper, that I have soiled something simple, tainted something pure, become too wrapped up trying to involve myself in it and lost the foggy, swirling, dreamerish distance, the wonder from the original eyedreamism. Part of me wishes I could go back and destroy everything but the original, because now I have burned my bridges and have no way to find get back…I have no way to reach the original eyedreamism again and it’s tightly wound, beautiful plot. But blather has no erasers, so the only thing I can do is keep writing, and hope that I reach it again. Hope that I can make a circle back to the first eyedreamism…and then either it will be done, or something will come after it. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t goddamned know. I don’t think I’m very good at this ask_eyedream thing. Am I self-involved to make this so much about myself? But aren’t I the subject of these questions? It’s ridiculous to pick someone who knows that she knows nothing. Pick someone who thinks they know something, and you’ll get more satisfactory answers, and whether or not they actually know anything is quite irrelevant when it comes to the quality of the reply. Now THAT is genius. screams like a girl 030913 ... oldephebe hmm.. thanx for answering - i'm thinking of how clueless i was when i was sixtenn.. you are an extremely talented young woman later, ... 030913 ... eyedream Ah, but I am seventeen. Perhaps I was equally clueless at sixteen. Thank you but I don't believe compliments. Who are you? 030913 ... mmmhmmm i personally think you are very good at answering questions. 030913 ... nomme meeeeee toooooo (agrees with mmmhmm) 030913 ... nomme mmmhmmm sorry forgot that last m 030913 ... imposter eyedream -- Thank you. Speak to me in French and kiss my brow, soothe me with foreign phrases and maybe I can sing you Spanish songs. Just . . . I hate this. I need someone to hold me right now, and I hate that I need, and I'm afraid my hair is going to fall out if I keep pulling it. Or maybe I'm just afraid. Why? 030913 ... oE who am I? Do you mean beyond this projection of overt polysyllabic quai-pedantry? As soon as I can anser that with any kind of brevity and coherence, I'll let you know. Seriously. ... 040118 ... oldephebe and apparently as soon as i learn to spell..incidentally, i've read a little of eyedreamism 7 (or is it *?) another triumph my dear..*he says in voice of bob cratchett complimenting mrs. cratchett on the pudding..in the telemovie starring the masterful george c scott as scrooge*.. 040219 ... oE or is it 8? - maybe i should chuck the glasses and go straight to braille! 040219 ... smurfus rex how many people with souls have you found? 040219 ... stork daddy do i have a soul? if so, is it at least an okay one? 040219 ... Syrope iiiii'll take it 040220 ... u24 have you read "sophie's world"? 040722 ... jus wundrin do you sleep in the nude? Or is that only the characters you write about? 040722 ... magicforest I certainly neglected this. I haven't read Sophie's World, mostly because my sister is infatuated with it and we try to avoid eachother's interests, even when they overlap or such cautiousness hinders the tumultuous journey towards literary enlightenment, because we're overly hung up on individualism. I don't (usually) sleep in the nude. I don't know whether people have souls, and I can't pinpoint the ones who do. I was hoping by making that blathe that the people who do have them would recognize themselves immediately and speak up. Therefore I have no answer for Stork Daddy. 040802 ... dafremen I left because I needed to. I probably will again someday. Stork Daddy's got a soul like everyone else. It just doesn't belong to him...never did. For as long as he tries to be the owner of his soul and its destiny, he'll continue to wonder if he has one. (So it is with us all.) 050401 what's it to you? who go blather from