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ITT: Explain meta-referintial self-referece in a meta-referintial self-referecing way by referring to you self-referecing meta-reference.
>>8214875
i am posting about meta-referintial self-referece in a meta-referintial self-referecing way by referring to you self-referecing meta-reference.
also fuck you
>>8214894
2/10 you referenced me instead of your self-referential meta-reference
>>8214875
>I operate in a sphere of sincerity wherein I'm capable of being "meta"
Git gud senpai. I'm so deep in ironic meta-incrementalism that the concept simply eludes me. I have no idea anymore. It's actually terrifying.
Why did so many notable women writers die single or childless?
Was it because women with children traditionally had less time for leisurely pursuits?
>>8214872
They were dikes.
read a room of one's own or something
They're all fuck ugly.
If this book was filled with references to the Bible and Greek myths instead of 80s pop culture, it would be deemed the highest work of lit ever. That's how much of a fucking scam literature is.
it generally takes more effort to research classic myths than to just recall from memory a culture you've already lived through
if it wasn't written in such a cringeworthy way where it is literally just a giant list then maybe it would be better
the book also hilariously tries to shit on commercialism while masturbating over pop culture, it's the perfect book for a 15 year old fedora tipper
>>8214839
Then it's called the Percy Jackson series
Hey /lit/, I want to write stuff, probably short stories, but who knows what I want to write in the future.
That said, I never wrote anything in my life, except stuff that was required in school. Also, you can laugh at me, I understand, I haven't read that many books in my life, maybe about...5? It really is embarassing, I know. But sometimes, mostly late in the night, I get the urge to write something. Till now I haven't written anything, though, because I never wrote anything before and I'm afraid that it turns out to be total bullshit. I'm not an english native speaker either, and I don't know if I want to write in english or my native language.
So my question is, how do I start? Do I just start to write and let it flow from there, or do I plan it out beforehand? Are there any tips for someone who never wrote anything before, except for "read more books lol"?
Help a pleb out!
How old are you? What's your first language?
>>8214500
26, german. I believe I know more english words than german words, though. I don't quite know how that happened but yeah.
>>8214512
I am you.
I decided to simply write a lot first. I read some smut with the sole purpose of recreating smut under 100 pages and just grind a bit through it until writing doesn't feel much like a burden. Then I'd move on to real literature.
What does /lit/ think of the Wall Street Journal?
/lit/, pls
>>8214425
main news source for me along with the FT
I read it everyday.
Can theoretical science be married with literary style to create a work tearing at the very fabric of our understanding?
It's called Finnegans Wake.
Tell me, how would you keep a villain from being cliche? How you you keep him/her/it from being another stereotype of the insanely happy, dark past, or 'oh so ominous' antagonist?
I'm curious, really, after reading these past few stories.
>>8214368
http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WellIntentionedExtremist
Not that hard, actually.
>>8214376
Like this hasn't been done to death and badly.
Miyazaki, bro.
How much importance do you lend the study of poetic meter?
I am in two minds: For sculpting a tone or particular rhythm you deem pertinent to what's being said it is probably important to be knowledgeable on the subject however if you are just studying a poem deep knowledge of prosody provides little more than the ability to lend articulation to the general feeling of what a poem or otherwise is impressing on you and while this is useful I see it as providing few points that are interesting or convincing enough to elicit more than a 'if you say so'.
I have made at least one diverting find while practicing, it was when I was looking at the meter of some hip hop.
'When I was 12, I went to hell for snuffing Jesus'
x u / u x / x u / u x / u x / u x / x
This beat, the hyperbeat, is the 13th beat like Judas was the 13th man to sit at the last supper and like a hyperbeat he is the odd one out. I can hear it now: if you say so.
>it's a /lit/ pretends the uneducated street thugs of Harlem are high IQ poetic geniuses episode
Saged. If you want poetry, read poetry.
>>8214325
>it's an anon pretends to know what the fuck he's talking about comment
Honestly embarrassing. When I wrote 'I can hear it now: if you say so' it was very clearly an allusion to when I wrote it some two whole sentences before that in reference to the weakness of points derived from metrical analysis. It has absolutely nothing to do with what I think any rapper it just so happened that I was analysing a poem by Nas when I came up with a slightly more diverting than usual supposition.
If you'd care to take your cretinous assumptions and distinct lack of reading comprehension and kindly fuck off out of my thread about prosody, you can read your patrician poetry in peace and I can continue to read whatever the fuck I like.
>>8214325
>implying Illmatic isn't a poetic masterpiece
Hi /lit/,
I thought maybe some smarter people can help me with one sentence. I'm reading this pleb-tier sci-fi novel, and I stumbled upon this passage:
“That’s how we’re going to fight,” she told them. “No more attacks by squadrons in tight formations, no more grouping the squadrons to increase their punch. Now we split up into two and three ship groups. No matter how good the enemy is, they can’t keep track of all of us all the time. From now on we harass, disorient and badger the enemy until we see a solid opening, then we rip their guts out.”
“But how do we close in?” Rudd asked.
“Jammers and decoys, plus coming at them from 360 degrees, will get us inside their command and response time,” Emily countered, hoping it was true. “Then we use the lasers until we’ve got a clean shot at something good and pound them with the missiles.”
What does the sentence "will get us inside their command and response time" mean? From the context I guess it means "will get us close enough", but I don't understand what "command" has to do with it. Could you please you explain/paraphrase it?
>>8214223
Emily means that they won't give the enemy enough to time to issue commands to its fighters and for the fighters to respond.
So "get inside someone's response time" means do something before they can respond? is it a set phrase?
As anon said. It's "command time" and "response time", with "inside" meaning "under". People who are used to expressing this sort of idea would probably use "within" or "under" instead.
I guess you're trying to practice reading English or something but this sounds like a horribly shitty book
; _ ;
I need to hug another human being .....
Log off mouse brain
I literally finished it an hour ago too man. I bawled.
>>8214180
Then I sat on my front porch and thought about it for a bit. Here are my thoughts if you care:
Truly a wonderful story. I think we go through life supported by our fantasies. In moments of quiet or loneliness we can slip into a reverie and be comforted. Everything is going to get better. But once you realize it's never going to happen, once your circumstance is changed forever, that edifice of daydreams crumbles. The true heartbreak is for George, who loses everything -- his friend, his dream -- just like all the other bindlestiffs. Lennie on the other hand got to die with the thought that everything was gonna get better.
I imagine there is a parallel to be drawn with regards to soldiers. Lennies died on battlefield and Georges got live with the aftermath.
Who else can agree that this guy was one of the greatest poets of all time?
If you're below the age of 24, don't post please.
>>8214123
Maybe you and his mom
>>8214123
pill-addicted asshole who got famous on the back of dick-joke freestyling and a good producer
how old were you when you realized the incredible power and sublime beauty of the mind?
took me nearly three decades.
wen i first hit da blunt
wen i first hit da blunt
when i was like 14
better late than never i guess
Here is my attempt at writing poetry to add into my GFs birthday card that is for the 1st July. I don't claim to be good or even educated in the matter beyond GCSE English in the subject, but neither is she.
What do you make of the following:
When I search the depths of my heart,
for non but me to see,
what was discover deep within,
is my love for you with me.
The heart within my chest,
is bound by lock and key,
yet this is no cause for lament,
Nor worry or torment.
For it is a promise of consent,
eminating a candesant aura,
which can only be my love for you,
my beautiful and beloved,
Laura.
Thoughts? Criticisms? Amendments? Advice?
Holy fucking shit, buddy.
>>8214082
What?
like literally holy shit
Beat Poetry General (BPG) is in session.
*jazz hi-hat starts*
Listen cats.
I dreamed last night that I was a ghost and my father too and we danced for hours without having to worry about the rising prices of soy nor the increasing chance of eye-injuries-by-umbrella during rain season.
Can you dig it?
I woke up and I was floating down the Mississippi-Styx River on a raft. I walked to shore and entered a bar for the dead and forgotten.
This is what I saw inside.
*band enters*
You close your eyes as you step inside.
And the woman sitting in the corner,
drinking empty smiles with a bottle of despair
Oh, delicious crime. Much obliged.
Then the music creeps on from the darkness,
it entangles bodies dancing to the beat.
Come, the Vice Market is waiting.
Taste the sweetness of seduction.
¡Ay! ¡Ay! ¡Ay! ¡Amor, dame una vida!
¿Por qué todo esto es fantasía?
Even distinguished gentlemen have fallen from grace.
But you'll like it better in the gutter
if you remember every whisper in your ear.
The hero dies, the cynic flies.
Then you venture deeper in the market,
when you realize you are never coming home.
Come, the Vice Market is waiting.
Taste the sweetness of seduction.
¡Ay! ¡Ay! ¡Ay! ¡Amor, dame una vida!
¿Por qué todo esto es fantasía?
*submarine invertebrate teleports behind you and claps*
needs work but better than some of beat poetry. no snaps though; not for clappers
>>8214014
Recommend me good beat poets pls and thanks
>>8214256
Not OP
What are some comfy Books /lit/?
You know, books that give you that "comfy" feeling when reading them.
The Plains - Murnane
Boring in a good way.
>>8213897
The Perks of Being A Wallflower
Murakami's "Dance Dance Dance" was super comfy.
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