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[jack]

Do you like reading your own writing?

My LJ or newsgroup comments always seem a bit pointless. My diary LJ entries show fairly well what I was doing at the time. Emails I sent generally turn out to be nice enough, but I was never as polite as I thought I was in official emails, and in social chatty emails the contact was nice but the content not as urgent as we thought at the time :)

In essays I generally find I may have been interesting, but wasn't putting over a thought as coherently as I might, more writing a connected series of things.

But in fiction or witterings of any sort, I always find myself much more entertained than anyone else ever seemed, as if I were narcissisticly my own favourite author.

See this post about a dangerous stellar radiation source. No-one else commented at all, but *I* thought I brought it off very well :)

Comments

[cartesiandaemon.livejournal.com]

Oh yes. At least with words you stand a chance, my first comic was going to be "Early AI experiments", a man standing over a computer with raised arms as if cross/emphatic, shouting "think". It's funny in my head, but drawing it requires capturing that.. :)

was there something like 'how the kitten became', and a similar one about fire?

Oh yes, thank you! Sorry, I thought you were talking about old blog posts.

[mair_in_grenderich]

well, I read them in blog posts ...

[mair_in_grenderich]

At least with words you stand a chance

I generally think in pictures; I just use words as an intermediary for getting the picture from my head to someone else's.

When I try and draw the pictures that are in my head, they tend not really to be drawable. Maybe my imaginarypictures<-> pictures is like the RL-Escher mapping. Or maybe I just can't draw after all :)

[cartesiandaemon.livejournal.com]

True, I guess they can work the same way. Indeed, certainly, if you keep fiddling until it matches what you imagined. I always find the feedback on images *incredibly* loose though, raising a small line on the face, and lo, I've transformed sad to not the intended happy, but, say, inhaling, and then have to explore at random to find something that looks right...