Unexpected POV Snippet
May. 1st, 2009 10:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gmtaslashTitle: Unexpected POV Snippet
Author:gmtaslash
Rating: Er. R?
Notes: We were considering (read: being utterly bemused by) what to produce for Experimental Writing. We reckon the snippet under the cut counts as experimental. If anyone can figure out what it's about and what the protagonist is, we will be very impressed. A hint: it's, er, the sort of thing we generally write about.
And then there was light, light so bright, reaching deep into the endless dark of night that had been my world. A chasm opened in the ceiling, and beyond I could see! I had never seen before, ensconced in the warm darkness, but the colours assailed me, almost too bright to bear. Then they were eclipsed, blocked by I knew not what. It was large, and throbbing, and its shape was familiar. Perhaps it wanted to be friends? I had never had a friend before.
It advanced into my abode, seeking the warm and succulent depths. I embraced it, this friend, this lover. We would never be parted.
But lo! I was misled, for a moment later it retreated. Had I offended it in some way?
...
And then it was gone, leaving me bereft and alone. But I knew it would return to me one day, my errant love, for it had left its mackintosh behind.
Author:
gmtaslashRating: Er. R?
Notes: We were considering (read: being utterly bemused by) what to produce for Experimental Writing. We reckon the snippet under the cut counts as experimental. If anyone can figure out what it's about and what the protagonist is, we will be very impressed. A hint: it's, er, the sort of thing we generally write about.
And then there was light, light so bright, reaching deep into the endless dark of night that had been my world. A chasm opened in the ceiling, and beyond I could see! I had never seen before, ensconced in the warm darkness, but the colours assailed me, almost too bright to bear. Then they were eclipsed, blocked by I knew not what. It was large, and throbbing, and its shape was familiar. Perhaps it wanted to be friends? I had never had a friend before.
It advanced into my abode, seeking the warm and succulent depths. I embraced it, this friend, this lover. We would never be parted.
But lo! I was misled, for a moment later it retreated. Had I offended it in some way?
...
And then it was gone, leaving me bereft and alone. But I knew it would return to me one day, my errant love, for it had left its mackintosh behind.
![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2009-05-02 12:36 am (UTC)The protagonist is an asshole. Literally. Making friends with a penis, which accidentally left a condom behind.
Also, I need to go scrub my brain with bleach now, thanks.
no subject
Date: 2009-05-02 12:37 am (UTC)Did we pass?
no subject
Date: 2009-05-02 12:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-02 05:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-02 08:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-02 06:41 pm (UTC)*sporfles*
Date: 2009-05-02 12:49 am (UTC)The line about the macintosh is especially win.
However, the subject is not as hard to figure out as you seem to think it would be. (Quite possibly because it's what you usually write about.)
Re: *sporfles*
Date: 2009-05-02 12:51 am (UTC)I'm glad, for one, that it's not that hard to figure out, because that means a) it's not incomprehensible and b) the fact that I understood it when she presented it to me does not mean that I'm so far beyond dirty-minded it's not funny.
Re: *sporfles*
Date: 2009-05-02 12:54 am (UTC)And I could not resist the mackintosh. More is in the planning stages.
As for where it came from? *scrolls up through chat*
Me: oh hey, how's this for experimental? 2000 words of prose, with no punctuation, obviously, from the perspective of something utterly off the wall in a gay sex scene?
Trojie: *bitches about the way Experimental Writing module does not seem to believe in punctuation or capital letters*
Me: [snippet as above in its entirety]
...Hmm. No clues as to the thought process there. I'm at a loss. I blame my brain. It is diseased.
no subject
Date: 2009-05-02 01:39 am (UTC)...
...*CRACKS UP SOME MORE*
...I HAVE NOTHING MORE TO SAY.
no subject
Date: 2009-05-02 01:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-02 02:13 am (UTC)*CACKLES MADLY*
Y'ALL MAKE MY LIFE.
no subject
Date: 2009-05-03 05:33 am (UTC)*glares*
Date: 2009-05-02 10:50 am (UTC)Re: *glares*
Date: 2009-05-03 05:33 am (UTC)Re: *glares*
Date: 2009-05-03 10:33 am (UTC)Re: *glares*
Date: 2009-05-03 08:46 pm (UTC)Re: *glares*
Date: 2009-05-05 09:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-02 01:31 pm (UTC)Well done.
no subject
Date: 2009-05-02 07:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-03 05:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-03 05:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-03 05:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-03 05:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-03 05:37 am (UTC)