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how to seduce a writer...

8/11/2012

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a little sweet humor from Neil Gaiman.
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birdartpoetry asked: Mister Gaiman, you’re kickass. I was just wondering, what do you think is the best way to seduce a writer? I figured your answer would be pretty spectacular.

In my experience, writers tend to be really good at the inside of their own heads and imaginary people, and a lot less good at the stuff going on outside, which means that quite often if you flirt with us we will completely fail to notice, leaving everybody involved slightly uncomfortable and more than slightly unlaid.

So I would suggest that any attempted seduction of a writer would probably go a great deal easier for all parties if you sent them a cheerful note saying “YOU ARE INVITED TO A SEDUCTION: Please come to dinner on Friday Night. Wear the kind of clothes you would like to be seduced in.”

And alcohol may help, too. Or kissing. Many writers figure out that they’re being seduced or flirted with if someone is actually kissing them.

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140,000 million galaxies

8/5/2012

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Picture
in honor of the Mars Rover Curiosity, a poem by Rebecca Folsom.
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140,000 Million Galaxies

One hundred and forty thousand million galaxies.
Each galaxy 100 billion stars.
How vast the skyscape,
full of timeless burning,
colliding, catapulting earth-size masses,
all spaciously dancing in the void.

The sky looks like a bowl turned on its head,
generous and stretching,
holding this cosmic soup.

Funny to think that this morning
I was hard on myself
for being a small-town girl.

Any time that I want
I can trade in my small thinking
and feel that bowl
dripping potential
on my head,
spinning galaxies sticky and
mingling with my curls
blazing dark and crisp down my body,
pooling at my toes.

I am a Fool crowned in the spilling glory
of the delicious incomprehensible.

Source: Rebecca Folsom, Sliver (2007), p. 69.
© Rebecca Folsom. http://www.rebeccafolsom.com/

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    about anandalila:

    Anandalila is a tantric hatha yoga teacher and moksha magick practitioner. When she is not on the mat, she enjoys reading, writing, music, birdwatching, and, of course, chocolate.

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