Unconventional styles · 7:21pm May 16th, 2013
I very recently had the realisation that my regular style makes it unusually difficult to write non-fiction in without sounding pretentious.
I've known this in some way for a long time, but only recently have I put that feeling down in words. I suppose, in a sense, that's why I've always admired greentext: it can do something I can't naturally without adopting an entirely different style, and I suppose it's for that reason that I refer to it as the pinnacle of human literary achievement. In some way, I suppose, Getting Laid is an excuse for this very sort of thing.
(In retrospect: I'd probably be a far superior ratings-whore and gotten a great deal more 'yo this guy's innovative and experimental's if I'd just published every single story as its own little vignette.)
Now, I've just read a great deal of tumblr posts (holla, the-vashta-nerada) and I have thus been struck with the literary bug; feel free to bear witness to me sounding American.
so I was chilling down reading some books with my ass on some books and some bitch-ass hoe goes down like 'it's not allowed okay get off' like some testy poor-ass motherfucker who don't speak English and he's powertripping like crayyy and I'm like 'kay whatevs' and bump dat ass right off that stack and he just walks the fuck away like he knows what's good, right, and I'm just talking to myself like 'serviettes hygiéniques cause you know what the fuck is a serviette that isn't hygienic like what
anyway then some other bitch be like 'yo' and I be like 'holla' and she be like 'you know that shit ain't right right' but not really and I'm like 'yeah so I got my ass off that what you want' but not really and I look around and see that bitch-ass motherfucker hiding behind this lady crying his bitch ass off like I called him the bitch he is and this bitch be like 'what you said' but yeah really and I be like 'I said 'kay'' and bitch be like 'yeah but what did you say' and I be like 'I said kay' and she was like 'after that' and I'm like 'I was speaking French cause I'm reading French and I hold that shit up and title-point middle-of-the-sentence dynamic fluid movement like whoa and bitches be like 'whoa' and they peaced the fuck out like they know sonic the elegant french hedgehog ain't nothing to fuck with
and I went home and told my story and my mother said if I acted like that in another country I'd get raped
and that's why I'm racist and hate poor people
And let's not forget the hash tags: #sick burn #stupid poor people #I have more money than you #yolo #swag #gotta go fast #l'élégance du hérisson
What unconventional styles have you experimented with recently?
Weirdly enough me and my friends had a conversation like this, except instead of French being involved it was which beer brand was the cheapest yet still tasted 'aight (this is what counts as an intellectual conversation in the South). As for different styles, I guess writing clop would be pretty unconventional for me. Usually I like to be silly and not serious, but that wouldn't have transferred will into the sex scenes. Or maybe it would've. I dunno.
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Whoops, typo. That's what I get for typing on an iPhone with huge thumbs. Anywhores, do you have different styles for each one of your stories? Like a certain one for comedy, romance, sad, whatever?
Well, I gave writing at night a try. I suppose it's some form of 'style'. Surprisingly, I prefer it to writing in the daytime, mostly because everyone's pissed off to bed, and I have nothing else to distract myself with. I guess I could try to be pretentious by saying that it invokes some form of peace and tranquility in my soul, knowing that when I gaze up into the midnight sky, the unwavering stars gaze right back at me, but I'm a superficial person. I like it when people leave me alone to write.
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I never try to. I guess that's why people say my comedies are depressing and my sads are-
Wait, no.
(That wasn't laughter at your grammar's expense, mind; sex is so fundamentally funny I find it hard to imagine treating it lightly is anything less than an obligation.)
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I like writing at night because the sleep deprivation gives me ideas.
It's why I can never sympathise with someone when they get policed for marijuana possession; there's literally no good reason when you've got a perfectly legal alternative sitting at the end of every day.
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I just write at night because of insomnia, and because it's looked down upon if you're drunk before noon (yes, alcohol is a big part of my writing process
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Well, it was my first clop story, so I took it somewhat serious... sorta. Meh, might as well as do a comedic, sex filled adventure full of drama and semen now (mostly semen).
1085386 The stage before sleep deprivation is the probably the best, because there's no little voice telling you to fuck off to sleep. I don't like that voice; it spoils all the fun. Some people just get inspiration from different sources, I guess. If some people crave that inspiration so much on pain of getting arrested, then I say let them. Besides, never tried the stuff, so I wouldn't assume anything.
Personally, I'm content to listen to any kind of music whilst writing. Folk, rock, pop, techno, dubstep, you name it. As long as anything is blasting through my earphones, I'll just start writing, sometimes even typing to the beat.
Anything goes!
1085411 I've only had alcohol on special days, and I've only ever successfully written one story under the influence. Most of the time, I'll try beginning a story. Here, I'll show the results of New Year's Day.
Insightful.
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You see, it's all about a careful mix of sleeplessness, 5-hour energy and booze that gets you into the perfect writing mood. Once you reach it, crack and any other drug seems like cough syrup, and you are one with nature, the universe, and for some strange reason, Jerry Lewis. Then you waste away the hours writing and watching your favorite tv shows, ignoring that voice in your head berating you for wasting your life in such a way. Because fuck that voice. Does it know you? Only you know yourself, not some know it all voice from your sleep deprived subconscious!
1085512 That's the thing! The voice is me, telling me that I'll regret it in the morning. It'll say: 'you remember the last time you pulled that shit? You had to have a seemingly endless supply of coffee just to keep one eye open. You got pissed off at your mates for no good reason. You had to go bed earlier than usual, missing an episode of 'The Walking Dead'. You finished that game you were enjoying for such a long amount of time in a miserable, regretful, desensitised mood, in which you've sullied what appeared to be a great ending to a great experience.'
You see, I think about the consequences too much. Sure, it's all good staying up all night, but you're definitely going to regret it sometime later. That resentful voice does know me, but it speaks the truth.
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My voice just says, "Dude, you're drunk. Stahp. You're gonna get hung over again, and everyone will know and laugh at you. Just like in high school. And your mother never loved you! Now, get me another beer."
My conscience is an asshole.
1086737 I guess my conscience is an arsehole, but only in delivery.
Fuck consciences, maaan.
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Yeah, live by no rules or nagging voices in your head. They're just society's way of keeping you down. Implemented by the government somehow. Alien probing. Obesity. Terrorists. Something like that.
you're on tumblr?
1086889 Totally some sort top-secret government experiment, trying to rob us of our God-given freedom and stuff. We need to rebel against the powerful machine of the government, and finally be free.
many tumblr users a very distinct writing style in that they dont use punctuation yet simultaneously have impeccable spelling and tend to onLY CAPITALIZE THINGS THAT EXCITE THEM PARTWAY INTO THE PHRASE WHILE OCCASIONALLY USING italics
obligatory line/page break for dramatic effect before delivering the punchline invariably resulting in sherlock or a homestuck
#and these #and some of these #and some of that #feels
So yeah, that about sums up my experiences on tumblr. It certainly is a lot of fun, though that's the first time I've ever indulged in tumblr's own distinct writing style. You should try it.
the stylistic conventions of internet communication have always intrigued me
because the omission of punctuation
and like
line breaks in place of commas and full stops
give it almost a sort of poetic scansion
maybe we're all inherently lyrical
or finding prosody among the whirlwind of day-to-day existence
or maybe we (i) just type like retards
since you asked
i've been working on a joyce emulation that is probably as unreadable as it is dear to my heart
writing something to be as obtusely layered as possible is fun for the writer, if for no one else
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well m8
u c
poetry is after all one of the first forms of human artistic expression
it stands to reason that people would think in it
if not rhymingly
I certainly hope it's not of Finnegans Wake; I'd hate to be accused of plagarism.
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that seems too straightforward to be something joyce would write
work in progress is an unapologetic dick-suck of ulysses
as everything i write lately is
#stupid poor people #I have more money than you
I see Jon Lajoie has had an influence on you.
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it's not mean because I'm mocking it in a review
that's right bitch now defend your fic
and
give me your butthurt
your butthurt
I've never written first-person (except for the Lyra sandwich around "weak lyre" [which I wanted to call "I Remember the Day" but that got lost in translation somewhere I guess]). Is POV a style? Anyway I'm working on a story at the moment and I've decided to experiment by writing parallel versions of the first chapter in first- and third-person to see which one I like more.
Does that count?
Or is that just being needlessly repetitive?