Your lessons are amazing. I'm already using them to edit my own writing. This comment was rewritten to remove the words "very," "really," "that," and "just." Are you happy now, Emil?
"(source image lost to the internet, modified by Emil Ottoman for Cult of the Rainbow Rat, 2018)"
It's from a series of found ceramic figurines that were modified (like the modified thrift store paintings that were popular a decade+ ago) by Jessica Harrison called "Broken Ladies". The one used is from 2014 and titled "Roberta": https://jessicaharrison.studio/work/broken-ladies
If I just use this eventually someone says it. Yes, love her work, not bothering to find her name in the middle of writing an essay. I'm not that person, as I've pointed out before. But love her work. Thank you, really. I will modify the source credit.
Thank you, tonight I'm writing an essay, it drops in the morning, at the window open for Autopsy Submissions, but it draws a line in the sand, and I have a list of demands, and a whole lot of thoughts. They're scattered buckshot right now across responses to twenty notes and several notes of my own.
The eggheads want to write their takes on Celine and call people trolls, hyperintellectualizing everything within eyesight as compensation for their lack of literary chops, showing nothing of their fiction because you know their prose is dead. My first week trolling Notes one of these NeoClassical revisionists with a Gigachad pfo writing prose that would have been revolutionary in 16th century England as entertainment for the gentry aside from his distinctly modern grammatical structure and romanticized ideals about the period put out a note looking for a literary nemesis. I applied for the job. Barbs were exchanged. He left the platform. He threatened to write in a contemporary voice and I'll give him credit for effort, but I decided to reply in a tone more his style. He couldn't take the heat.
I thought we were just having fun.
I walk both sides of this aisle. And I flipmode mid sentence. Even from note to note, I defy being pinned to cardboard, moth wings flapping a death dance.
Someone will read my post in the morning, bright and early on Monday morning, and they will cry, because fiction transfers to essay and rhetoric as me spinning words into a noose tightening around your neck, because I'm about to emotionally dog walk your ass through hell.
Thanks Jon. I’m probably going to end up with a backup of these because I love doing this (I have problems or I don’t, can’t decide which. There’s a supplemental story I want to do that would require slightly more finesse. This one was great to do because blessed Jellyfish it were short, it had some very big ideas, and it had some very fundamental issues.
I mean that about the “learn the rules so you can break them” thing too. I literally came up and learned to write by this rule. Circa the late ‘90s I feel like you heard it a lot, and now it’s not a thing.
I remember this not going for just writing, but it was a general piece of tautology for the arts back then (first came art, then came words, then something something, okay I can’t make this a limerick) Now the first thing they do is once you’re out of English comp I feel like they hand you a beat sheet and ask you if you’ve figured out when your protagonist’s dark night of the soul is?!
Is it just me here?
Gonna go shout at clouds (leaking almost fallen ceiling, which is driving me mad)
Reading your advice is a torch lighting up the darkest, slippery parts of the writing process. The traps we fall into, know they’re there, but sometimes can’t quite see our way out of without ropes and crampons. Or time. Or experience.
Love this series. I’m learning so much about the editorial viewpoint. I know it’s going to make me a better fiction writer.
Thank you for your honesty!!!! It helps me to see where I've gone astray. Something bothered me about this story and you shed light on it. Thank you again.
That roof is FUCKED, I’m looking for good luck on getting money together to just get us to temp housing so we can do work on getting a new apartment so we can move and the beat goes on.
Thank you so much for taking the time to do this. I’m learning a lot and plan on submitting if this goes on. I enjoy writing and seeing how a professional editor interacts with stories.
Thank you for giving me the gift of a story that I could apply broad strokes that are good for everyone to think about no matter where they are in the game. You know, put the fun back in the fundamentals.
Your lessons are amazing. I'm already using them to edit my own writing. This comment was rewritten to remove the words "very," "really," "that," and "just." Are you happy now, Emil?
I am pleased.
"(source image lost to the internet, modified by Emil Ottoman for Cult of the Rainbow Rat, 2018)"
It's from a series of found ceramic figurines that were modified (like the modified thrift store paintings that were popular a decade+ ago) by Jessica Harrison called "Broken Ladies". The one used is from 2014 and titled "Roberta": https://jessicaharrison.studio/work/broken-ladies
If I just use this eventually someone says it. Yes, love her work, not bothering to find her name in the middle of writing an essay. I'm not that person, as I've pointed out before. But love her work. Thank you, really. I will modify the source credit.
Great work per usual
Thank you, tonight I'm writing an essay, it drops in the morning, at the window open for Autopsy Submissions, but it draws a line in the sand, and I have a list of demands, and a whole lot of thoughts. They're scattered buckshot right now across responses to twenty notes and several notes of my own.
The eggheads want to write their takes on Celine and call people trolls, hyperintellectualizing everything within eyesight as compensation for their lack of literary chops, showing nothing of their fiction because you know their prose is dead. My first week trolling Notes one of these NeoClassical revisionists with a Gigachad pfo writing prose that would have been revolutionary in 16th century England as entertainment for the gentry aside from his distinctly modern grammatical structure and romanticized ideals about the period put out a note looking for a literary nemesis. I applied for the job. Barbs were exchanged. He left the platform. He threatened to write in a contemporary voice and I'll give him credit for effort, but I decided to reply in a tone more his style. He couldn't take the heat.
I thought we were just having fun.
I walk both sides of this aisle. And I flipmode mid sentence. Even from note to note, I defy being pinned to cardboard, moth wings flapping a death dance.
Someone will read my post in the morning, bright and early on Monday morning, and they will cry, because fiction transfers to essay and rhetoric as me spinning words into a noose tightening around your neck, because I'm about to emotionally dog walk your ass through hell.
Thank you for the help you are offering us. I'm grateful, Emil.
So much to learn here everyone. This is a unique and well considered resource. Big hard thanks Emil.
Thanks Jon. I’m probably going to end up with a backup of these because I love doing this (I have problems or I don’t, can’t decide which. There’s a supplemental story I want to do that would require slightly more finesse. This one was great to do because blessed Jellyfish it were short, it had some very big ideas, and it had some very fundamental issues.
I mean that about the “learn the rules so you can break them” thing too. I literally came up and learned to write by this rule. Circa the late ‘90s I feel like you heard it a lot, and now it’s not a thing.
I remember this not going for just writing, but it was a general piece of tautology for the arts back then (first came art, then came words, then something something, okay I can’t make this a limerick) Now the first thing they do is once you’re out of English comp I feel like they hand you a beat sheet and ask you if you’ve figured out when your protagonist’s dark night of the soul is?!
Is it just me here?
Gonna go shout at clouds (leaking almost fallen ceiling, which is driving me mad)
Reading your advice is a torch lighting up the darkest, slippery parts of the writing process. The traps we fall into, know they’re there, but sometimes can’t quite see our way out of without ropes and crampons. Or time. Or experience.
Love this series. I’m learning so much about the editorial viewpoint. I know it’s going to make me a better fiction writer.
I love these. LOVE THEM. im already hacking at stuff ive written and this is not even my work.
Thank you for your honesty!!!! It helps me to see where I've gone astray. Something bothered me about this story and you shed light on it. Thank you again.
You’re welcome and I’m very obliged. I’m just a guy doin’ stuff.
Thanks for giving this piece a read-through! (Not the author, just a reader; I know you’re busy).
Always great to have an insight into editing.
Good luck with the roof!
That roof is FUCKED, I’m looking for good luck on getting money together to just get us to temp housing so we can do work on getting a new apartment so we can move and the beat goes on.
Thank you so much for taking the time to do this. I’m learning a lot and plan on submitting if this goes on. I enjoy writing and seeing how a professional editor interacts with stories.
Thank you for giving me the gift of a story that I could apply broad strokes that are good for everyone to think about no matter where they are in the game. You know, put the fun back in the fundamentals.
Very much want to see what you do in the future.
Close, but no cigar — I’m just a voyeur this time around. You may get to dissect me next time though.
Man, the delirium set in early tonight!