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      • In response to: "If you were in a movie right now, what music would be playing?" TV on the Radio, hands down. I can find a TV on the Radio song to suit any moment.
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    • Time is Sexy Baby

      • Call it class, call it taste, call it apropos but there is something to be said for wearing a watch. In a day when your cell phone will do eve…

      • answered by wrstwriterevr on 02/22/2009
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    • Once you go Dark, you never go back...to...err...Milk.

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        I wish I was more of a refined person. I wish I could say that when things get stressful I reach for a nice mug of herbal tea, perhaps a rooibos, and that I drink it cross legged while chanting a mantra of calm or something. Maybe I'm confusing refined with new age. Maybe if I was refined I would slowly drink a 12 year old single malt scotch until my worries melted away. I tried scotch once and I coughed and swore to stick with beer. I'm comfortable being a beer man, there's no sense in playing a part I didn't get cast for.

        However when I fined myself stressed, which lately seems to be a permanent state of mind, I reach for chocolate. I'm sure I'll have that in common with many females of our species and I regret the sexual stereotyping that has come to be associated with chocolate. I think my only redeeming quality is that I consume dark chocolate.

        Now I don't adhere to dark chocolate on the basis of recent health reports telling us it is choc full of antioxidants. That's not the only thing it's choc full of, let us not forget the calories. I reach for dark chocolate because at some point in the last five years I started eating it and once I crossed that line milk chocolate began to taste as bland as Amish sex.

        Once I was hooked on Dark Chocolate I became an addict and my addiction progressed to the point where I sought out stronger and purer chocolate. I'm on the 85% cacao now. Yeah, the good shit. When I get stressed I reach for some 85% tear back the wrapper and let the worries melt away as the calories flood in. Ahhhhhhhhh...

      • answered by wrstwriterevr on 02/17/2009
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    • It is 'What it Is'

      • How to not sound like a total d-bag or a pretentious ass is the question that has plagued me for the entirety of my quarter life. Some opportunities, such as book, movie or band picking always bring out the fear that no matter what I say I like...I will inevitably sound like said d-bag. A pretentious d-bag even.

        Coming out and saying that a book opened my eyes seems ridiculous for a manner of reason. Chief among them being that I know it is a contraction of muscle fibers that forces my eyelids up. Secondly, no matter how much I love a book and talk it up it will always be more meaningful to me than it is to anyone else. So it feels incredibly silly.

        However, this last year I picked up What It Is by Lynda Barry and it absolutely struck a chord. The book is in itself a writing exercise. It's meant to be read with a pencil and paper firmly in hand. This book wants you to be actively involved in the reading.

        Barry's approach to getting you to write is to subtlety force you to visualize moments, objects and people from your life. The book in itself is a very reflection of the reader's soul. If that isn't eye-opening, I don't know what the hell will.

        However the true torquing of my eyes came from the narrative that runs alongside the instruction. As I the reader am pushing through and losing pace getting caught up in a random book induced memory, I'm also following the plight of a cartoon Barry herself searching for the muse that eludes her and coming to terms with her own insecurities.

        It is this visual representation of her struggle to create that hits me. The struggle mirrors mine with an exactness that makes me shit brix.

        It opened my eyes and told me that no matter how hard it is to sit down and write some evenings and no matter how much I hate the dribble that spewing forth, I'm not the only one. My struggle is normal and there are artists and writers out fighting the same good fight and overcoming and finding that measure of success I covet.

        You're an inspiration Lynda Barry. A chain smoking goddess of writing.

      • answered by wrstwriterevr on 02/16/2009
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