Guyyyyyyyyyyys...

[evilbeej]

Yo peeps, you /are/ allowed to crit *anything* I post here. I'm not putting shit up here for glamour and adulation, and I'm not posting anything resembling finished products anywhere, because DAMN, the day I write a finished product is the day I finally kick it and retire to that great big comic book shop in the sky. Seriously. And that's not a bad thing, it's not a morbid statement, it's a simple philosophical fact:

Nothing I write will be /done/ until I can't change anything anymore.

So.

Please. If you like something, let me know, and let me know why, so I can do it again. If you don't like something, let me know, and let me know why, so I can do it better. If you think something is complete crap, or you don't /get/ something, or you /do/ get something and think it's total hogwash, LET ME KNOW.

Comment!!

I mean, are comments only for bullshit and/or angsty and/or Real Life Drama and/or artwork entries?

So it's poetry. That doesn't mean it's stuck-up beret-wearing espresso-slurping computer-scorning More Arrogant Than Thou 'artiste' shit. I mean, jesus, look at who the fuck's writing it. Me. It's not something pretentious to tiptoe around; I'm not made of bone china or eggshells or some shit. It's just the way my mind happens to be wandering, these days. And I like words.

The only thing I /won't/ do is stop.

Thank GOD, my muse is back.

Little fucker.

Comments

Critique, since you ask

[zippyfish.livejournal.com]

I really liked the last one except for the final five lines; it was pretty interesting at the beginning and sort of fell apart at the end, when subtlety and imagery gave way to blatant statement.

I generally don't critique things, as I have too much editorial gene and no tact, but I admired that one enough that the ending bugged me -- I thought the poem as a whole was good, and it could be better with a little tweaking.

[terrasias.livejournal.com]

I'll try to be better about commenting from now on. I'll admit that I was a bit confused as to whether it was poetry or lyrics to music I'd never heard before...

[persephoneflame.livejournal.com]

I <3 you.

So it's poetry. That doesn't mean it's stuck-up beret-wearing espresso-slurping computer-scorning More Arrogant Than Thou 'artiste' shit. I mean, jesus, look at who the fuck's writing it. Me. It's not something pretentious to tiptoe around; I'm not made of bone china or eggshells or some shit. It's just the way my mind happens to be wandering, these days. And I like words.

Seriously. <3

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[evilbeej]

I heart you guys!

X-- thanks! I meant it, actually; I have no way of checking against, and it bugs me when I only get positive feedback. There's /always/ room for improvement. Sometimes lots. I shall rework the last five lines! :D

Franz-- Don't sweat it if you got nothin' to say, but if something hits you, good or bad, a shout-out would be most appreciated, and by most appreciated I mean TOTALLY SWEET.

Keetee-- Ho ho ho. ^_^

A-- I *heart* you too!! :D And heh. Long insults = teh r0xx0r.

Anonymous-- 'Ppreciate the offer, but I ain't got time. :)