Tag: My Writing
I Will Release a Major ReWrite of My ‘Don’t Say Gay’ Cyberpunk Story First Section Today – And push on to Rewriting the Next Part
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SOu5LFNaVOM “Life has no meaning the moment you lose the illusion of being eternal.” - Jean-Paul Sartre. “If men cease to believe that they will one day become gods then they will surely become worms.” - Henry Miller #AmWriting #Writing #MyWriting #Cyberpunk #Fiction #ScienceFiction #existentialism #onedayatatime #dontsaygay #god #belief #love #sex #death #futurism #art #creativity … Continue reading I Will Release a Major ReWrite of My ‘Don’t Say Gay’ Cyberpunk Story First Section Today – And push on to Rewriting the Next Part
Here’s Lookin’ At Me – A Poem By Cypress Butane
Women are vacuums. They thrive on pain. Ilsa Lund was a liar for love. She had it all. She started the war. She was always wet in the eyes. It's all "We'll always have Paris", but I never got to make a spare key. At my place everyone knows my name. But they don't know … Continue reading Here’s Lookin’ At Me – A Poem By Cypress Butane
DON’T SAY THAT YOU LOVE ME – A New Cyberpunk Short Story in Upbraiding Appraisal Inspired By Responding to ‘Don’t Say Gay’ – PART II
PART TWO: EVERYTHING IN ITS OWN WAY - EXUBERANCE IS BEAUTY Don’t Say That You Love Me The Story of the Tattooed Lady By Cypress Butane “We’re the tattooed lady, and we’re never going to have a minute’s peace, the rest of our lives, until everybody else is tattooed, too.” ` ― J.D. Salinger Marie … Continue reading DON’T SAY THAT YOU LOVE ME – A New Cyberpunk Short Story in Upbraiding Appraisal Inspired By Responding to ‘Don’t Say Gay’ – PART II
The Multiple Realizability Theory of Consciousness Emergence. (Always. Another. Way.)
We talked at our writers meet this past Monday a bit about Alfred Hitchcock and how he 'spoke' his films into existence with the theories he built up from his personal history. Of starting in silent films, moving into films with dialogue - but from this transition somewhere along the line developing a belief that … Continue reading The Multiple Realizability Theory of Consciousness Emergence. (Always. Another. Way.)
Update on My Writing – Novel Exploded, New Short Story / Sending Out In Next Couple Days I Feel Has a Lot of Lessons Learned from Aftermath of Explosion Incorporated
I am feeling decently on the path, folks. But this morning walking out the door I contemplated writing the line 'Sometimes in times close to the end, things that might save us might look hardly distinguishable from continuing our self-destruction." My novel blew up, while I was talking to my writers group about developments. As … Continue reading Update on My Writing – Novel Exploded, New Short Story / Sending Out In Next Couple Days I Feel Has a Lot of Lessons Learned from Aftermath of Explosion Incorporated
What Hath God Wrought! – A Haiku
On May 24, 1844, Morse sent Vail the historic first message: “What hath God wrought!” The telegraph system subsequently spread across America and the world, aided by further innovations. What Hath God Wrought A Haiku, by Cypress Butane Some descriptions make Cover for forgetting sensual wakes, while some silences
Merry Christmas From Easy Company, The Boys Of Bastogne
Last night, just Mom and Dad and I had a Christmas get together at Mom's apartment (she moved out recently, some kind of 'trial separation' but nobody is talking about what things 'are'). Dad asked in the car on the way there, 'what are we going to talk about?" We ended up talking about their … Continue reading Merry Christmas From Easy Company, The Boys Of Bastogne
‘Screen’ – a Haiku
information is not truth, just so - connection is not a safe route
What Were We Talking About, Even
Father, How did we come to the Hoover Dam Talking about politics and the ineffectiveness of ineffective leadership again I think I said they want to blow it up We were in discussion over why some find motive only in opposing, Where one cannot move to make one’s community any better Without pointing to the … Continue reading What Were We Talking About, Even
The Haunted Typewriter 