nape the neck. If we are to transgress another's space that
would be an affront to that person. whether or not I would
go as far as calling it "the word that dare not speak its
name". If the nape is that sensitive that it makes you
combine souls somehow then maybe this is your "sweet spot"
of no return and should be protected from seemly abuse by
the comely. I dont know how you perceive this. The case in
point being a matter of degree. Certainly it would be a
difficult case to argue in a court of law, but not
impossible. Confronting the affronting issue, could be a
fact that your comely nape has much more of a seduction
factor and you deserved every pleasure imparted from it.
Sorry to say, you really are in need of a chasity belt or
at least a cv collar to stop these untowards advances on
this area of sensitivity. It seems that whenever I had a
tender broken toe invariably someone would step upon it,
and today is like no other. My son, having dislocated his
pinky in a rugby game was walking the dog this lovely am.
What do you think happened? You got it! The dog saw another
dog and pulled his pinky finger back out of the joint he
had been nursing for over two weeks. Sensitive areas must
be like magnets. So it would help if your cv collar had
spikes and anti magnetic tachyon devices to dispell any
untowards attractor capacity. You may have a case, Bruce.
Your attorney would be the best person to discuss any
arising issues inherent in this debridement of your
vulnerable area. I am very to hear this is a concern. Maybe
some desensitization creme would help (why would any one do
that?).
Sorry for long the windedness of the last post. Be glad I
am not a Victorian writer or politician. And to say I was
going Feng Shui this month, completely Minimal! ps I did
read the last Jorges Luis Borges short story(?) regarding
his father and his times in SF with Ireneo. Totally
fascinating. So well written, words and images so well
chosen and succinctly bringing images to mind of a lanquid
quality found in the surreal. Jorges bringing it all home
at the end. The man is a genius! Detailed but not overly
like Dr. Zhivago's writer,Boris Pasternak. Very richly
described! jajo In mikeswritingworkshop@yahoogroups.com,
"Bruce Hamilton"
>
> Dearest **J**:
>
> That array of yours seemed jam-packed with rich
nakedness, or such. I feel I've been given at least three
and a half massages. Thanks, really! THANK YOU EVER
FURTHER.
>
> Signed, bruce hh (who might wonder as to whether napes
can be raped!)
> ***************************************
> --- In mikeswritingworkshop@yahoogroups.com,
"jannneee2121"
> >
> > Dearest Bruce: So you are saying, in a roundabout
couplet verse way, that you dont get kissed on the nape of
your neck that often, if at all because you fear scrapes or
the 6 inch nails on the back, lover's quarrels that get too
romantically heated to the point of no return on passion?
Or something like that? I dont blame you. Sometimes fear is
the best teacher, but if you really really miss those nape
kisses; ask Dr. Sue Johansen the sex doctor. She'll tell
you like it is. I think you fear rejection, but not really
because this is just a fictious poem and not really about
anything at all, is it? It is all just fluff, right? Dont
worry I am just way too overanalytic being a Virgo and all
then Librarian (now all the Libertarians will want to date
me). Certainly that is what your neck is...what you put out
there...it is delicate, sensitive, sensual even...so
celebrate that! It is probably the only spot on the
personae that has ne'er been kissed! (maybe you could fence
it off or something?):)jajo--- In
mikeswritingworkshop@yahoogroups.com, "Bruce Hamilton"
> > >
> > > EVOLVING
> > > Evolving along, I'm an ape
> > > devoted to owning a nape
> > > that nakedly misses
> > > enough of life's kisses
> > > to seem to avoid every scrape.
> > >
> > > That barely argues squarely. -- bh
>
Dear Dr. Bob: POV (Point of View) is like walking in
another's shoes or channelling another to the point where,
like method acting, there is no separation between the
character and the writer. This takes skill. It helps to
have a great deal of knowledge about the character(s) to
"pull it off"! Wouldn't engineer writing be a dull read to
the majority of the populace. The engineer would have to
dumbdown to the less than tech savvy masses? :)jajo--- In
mikeswritingworkshop@yahoogroups.com, Dr Bob Rich
>
> >I think the "overwritten" quality is somewhat intrinsic
to first
> POV, because if your mc doesn't see it, or describe it,
then it
> doesn't get seen or described.
>
> The two issues are independent. That sample of writing
was rather
> gothic, but that's not because of first person. If you're
interested,
> I can email you a short story written entirely from the
POV of one
> person, and is presented through his consciousness. But
this is an ex-
> soldier, and retired top-level engineer, so his thinking
is incisive,
> sharp, to the point.
>
> You can have excessive description, or thoroughly
insufficient, in
> any voice. You can present everything through one POV in
first person
> or third, or you can have succeeding sections from
different POVs,
> and each can be in first person or third. I do admit that
having
> different POVs, each in first person, runs the risk of
being
> confusing, but I have seen it well done.
>
> :)
> Bob
>
> --------------------------------------------------
> Dr Bob Rich
> http://bobswriting.com
> http://anxietyanddepression-help.com
> http://mudsmith.net
> Commit random acts of kindness
> ---------------------------------------------------
>Dear PParkergal: Do you know an artist from MIT called
Howard Mussels? If you do, say to him I am totally sorry
about knocking over his painting at his opening in London
Ont Forest City Gallery in the early 80's. I have learned
not to lean, well not really. Thank gosh it didnt break!
Openings shouldnt allow beer or clumsy people like me.ps
ask Howard if he knows where George LeGrady lives...yes I
was an art student!Good luck in your studies PP!:) jajo---
In mikeswritingworkshop@yahoogroups.com, PParkegail@...
wrote:
>
> Thanks Gayle! I looked at the MIT courses but there don't
seem to be any
> for 2009. Any suggestions?
> Peta
>
>
> [Non-text portions of this message have been removed]
>
Dear Bruce:ODE TO BRUCE HAMILTON; You are so essentially
THE MASTER and scion of the word game. The double entendre
with a twist of lemon. Let loose the stream of overflowing
talent reserves, Bruce Hamilton is in the room! Rerouted?
Rooted? oh the contrary, those recalcitrant root forms,
those denizens of inequitable skirmishes. swirling amd
skirted decoyed dirvishes! Ensure us that being so exposed
today will not depose you of your place in the sky of such
Brucean goliaths found. From these nascent classical roots,
a might Brucean oak, to hide behind the gowers, to cover
thrown to the wind, the old curve ball, retrned.
From Helen of Troy at the helm to Kafkaesque at the stern
we yearn for the year's return, the next subtle ode to bode
well with us. Knowing full well, the Brucean well never
runs dry, but of course, it curses through our veins with
questions unfolding. To think that through these years of
the bitter and the sweet you sweat your stealth-like cloak
on shy demure, on Bruce to the top of the Hill the
Partheneon awaits! In style; Brucean literatae goliaths
disrobed, denuded and rude, put some clothes on, you'll
catch cold! So coy, your pout become your logo, which
brings much joy to your pogo fans(hop on Bruce) of the
Brucean reader to wit, we are defeated. And as your worlds
and words create dictomic diplomacy clearly written. With
rabid sacrasm and biting retorts; rehab pending. You resort
to the hills for he season to reason is in the midst of
calamity to follow. To ensure you will live on in infamy as
famous as you are; certainly you know you are a STAR! As
you will begone with all this pomp you really want us to
see you living in a dump? Now and until the big dipper runs
out of sauce for you, The kindly Provenor of word hash you
are the Governor of the Poet's Heart Society, truly,
dearly, our beloved Bruce of the sad face, which graces our
meals to feed once more on your trough of truth. Our
readerly guiles sends many heartfelt
smiles!!!...Y...E...S!!!, that we do know so much better
than well; your talent as a poet is brazenly brillant! A
causal show of stellar luminosity in all its telling and
showing display! --- In
mikeswritingworkshop@yahoogroups.com, "Bruce Hamilton"
>
> Dearest **J**:
>
> You seem to have done some jolly nibbling into some sadly
Bruce-ean gibberish there. My pouting should soon be
routed, MAYBE? Thanks for *all Pranks* > indeedee! Thank
you again.
>
> Signed, bruce hh (who nowadays tends to seem and to be
tubbish rubbish, quite QUITE personified)
> *****************************************
> --- In mikeswritingworkshop@yahoogroups.com,
"jannneee2121"
> >
> > Dear Bruce: Flouted Touted Grouted says it all really.
I take it your employer and you the employee work at
finding the pride in making money to pay for grout to get
quasi hermetic shining bathtubs from excess grouting.
Sunshine is workable, doable and comes highly touted.
(hopefully not in the tub). Did someone leave you too long
in the tupperware container? Out now...you've been too long
in the tub. You're getting water-wrinkled skin! Bruce, I
could be talkin' to myself who relishes in long baths not
with relish! jajo--- In
mikeswritingworkshop@yahoogroups.com, "Bruce Hamilton"
> > >
> > > EMPLOYMENT
> > > Employment has been highly touted
> > > as bosses stay utterly flouted,
> > > and life meanwhile works
> > > to fashion more perks
> > > that help sundry bathtubs be grouted.
> > >
> > > Such lines are quasi-hermetic. -- bh
>
Dear Bruce: ODE TO BRUCE HAMILTON; You are so essentially
THE MASTER and scion of the word game. The double entendre
with a twist of lemon. To all; let loose the stream of
overflowing talent reserves, Bruce Hamilton is in the room!
Rerouted? Rooted? oh the contrary, those recalcitrant root
forms, those denizens of inequitable skirmishes. swirling
amd skirted decoyed dirvishes! Ensure us that being so
exposed today will not depose you of your place in the sky
these Brucean goliaths gems found today. From these nascent
classical roots, a mighty Brucean oak, to hide behind the
gowers, to cover thrown to the wind, the old curve ball,
Bruce hath returned.
From Helen of Troy at the helm to Kafkaesque at the stern
we yearn for the Bruce's daily return. The next subtle ode
to bode well with us. Knowing full well, the Brucean tale
will never run dry; a wellspring; a sounding board of
sorts. Of course, those it curses, as the words course
through our veins with questions unfolding the main vein so
vainglorious the seed. To think that through these years
of the bitter and the sweet you sweat your stealth-like
cloak and shy demure, beguiling us with riddles; whats we
saying? This Ode to Bruce on the top of the Hill; the heap;
the Partheneon awaits! In style; Brucean literatae goliaths
disrobed, dismantled; denuded and oh so resiliantly rude.
As mother's scream; "put some clothes on, you'll catch your
death of cold!" So coy, your pout becomes your fine famed
frame, a silhouette of light in black and white. Which
brings much joy to your Pop fans(Hop on Pop Bruce). And of
the Brucean reader to wit, we are defeated, dumbwitted,
fallen from grace. And as your worlds and words create,
dictomic principals so diplomatic at first. Now how clearly
written the sin of our beginning we fall over ourselves in
subtle disgrace. How do you do that? With rabid sacrasm and
biting retorts; rehab pending to sort it all out. You can
now resort to finer fields, run to the hills! The season to
reason is in the midst of calamity, nothing makes sense
now, what the heck's to follow? To ensure you will live on
in infamy as famous as you are already; certainly you know
you are a STAR! So send bills small or large to Bruce h.
Hamilton's cause. Nothing ventured nothing gained a retweet
now; send me the residuals! As you will begone this day
remember with all this pomp and circumstance; you really
want us to see you living in a dump? Now and until the big
dipper runs out of sauce for you, The kindly Provenor word
hash of the day, Bruce you are loved and to us members of
Bruce The Governor and Poet's Bare Heart Society! Truly,
dearly, our beloved Bruce of the sad pouting face, with
which much grace bestowed we once again esteem your poetic
mettle. Hero of the winged verse! We hold you so high! May
our many wordy meals to feed once more on your trough of
truth. Our readerly guiles sends many heartfelt
smiles!!!...Y...E...S!!! And Bruce; that yuu do know so
much better than well; your talent as a poet is brazenly
brillant! A causal show of stellar luminosity in all its
telling and showing never pausing display! --- In
mikeswritingworkshop@yahoogroups.com, "Bruce Hamilton"
>
> Dearest **J**:
>
> You seem to have done some jolly nibbling into some sadly
Bruce-ean gibberish there. My pouting should soon be
routed, MAYBE? Thanks for *all Pranks* > indeedee! Thank
you again.
>
> Signed, bruce hh (who nowadays tends to seem and to be
tubbish rubbish, quite QUITE personified)
> *****************************************
> --- In mikeswritingworkshop@yahoogroups.com,
"jannneee2121"
> >
> > Dear Bruce: Flouted Touted Grouted says it all really.
I take it your employer and you the employee work at
finding the pride in making money to pay for grout to get
quasi hermetic shining bathtubs from excess grouting.
Sunshine is workable, doable and comes highly touted.
(hopefully not in the tub). Did someone leave you too long
in the tupperware container? Out now...you've been too long
in the tub. You're getting water-wrinkled skin! Bruce, I
could be talkin' to myself who relishes in long baths not
with relish! jajo--- In
mikeswritingworkshop@yahoogroups.com, "Bruce Hamilton"
> > >
> > > EMPLOYMENT
> > > Employment has been highly touted
> > > as bosses stay utterly flouted,
> > > and life meanwhile works
> > > to fashion more perks
> > > that help sundry bathtubs be grouted.
> > >
> > > Such lines are quasi-hermetic. -- bh
>
Dear Bruce: Rehabituating the Brucean rehurl albeit once
more and yet again.
new flourescent pink and ghastly puce
who knew leathers can get so horribly scuffed
new shoes that are loved never get terribly roughed
beaten up and breaking news: stop braking my new old
soles
("B" I took liberties with adding another line; hope you
don't mind, but true to form I LIKE YOU'(R)E' like this.
jajo
--- In mikeswritingworkshop@yahoogroups.com, "Bruce
Hamilton"
>
> I LIKE OUR SHOPPING FOR YOUR NEXT NEW SHOES,
> I like our shopping for your next new shoes,
> bright items you won't utterly abuse.
Dear Bruce: I LIKE YOUR shopping for shoes series. I find I
relate to something here; picturing Warhols delineated
drawings of shoes, and spring bonnet shopping and bunnies
hopping a joyous seasonal free verse foray.
And then and until the dreaded last line looming largess.
Again and again, and as per usual the dreaded bait and
switch from the meister of twist.
Refined by fire the host poet hunts us cunningly down the
primrose lane. Come home in the epilogue, the new shoes
turning to crutched rabbit heads (maybe I am
hallucinating), Beatrix Potter would be banned, Stephen
King should sing loud and proud. The thrill of the krill:
the shoe killer.
And when shoes turn to bunnies and bunnies have crutches
(do they?)we have a form of surreal abstraction with
missing piece polyfilla. Once the jesting egress, we can
flush ourselves out from our comfortable confidence. Since
our hutches burdened by thought of crutches reminds us not
and from buying shoes too high? Hope no splinters, but not
that I should mind, I need to be put into that apriori
place of reciprocity. Remembering those five easy pieces
that made the quasi-hermetic seem semi-social. Thanks for
the shake up Bruce, I needed it!
mikeswritingworkshop@yahoogroups.com, "Bruce Hamilton"
>
> OUR SHOPPING
> Our shopping for anything much
> invites us to stay in some touch
> with absolute choices
> at which flesh rejoices
> while wishing to fracture a crutch.
>
> Hop back in your blamed hutch. -- bh
>
Dear Lynne: Thanks for defining the differences between
Romance and Erotic Novels. This has made me more aware of
these variations in the two styles of writing.
The contrasts in the two styles is a matter of degree and
focus. Remembering The Godfather by Mario Puzo and the
passionate love scene (page 79 I can still remember from
13?). This erotic scene by a door with a little hop created
a great deal of stimulation for my young pubescent
imagination. How often I tried to date an Italian.
Remembering the Italian Stallion, Sly Stallone. He
orginally started out in movies of a very erotic nature.
Later to get into mainstream, much like David (has big
balls) Hasselhoff.
By its very nature,the erotic novel has a much more
intimate bond with the reader due in part to the
immediateness of the emotional thrusts. Although mostly
physically based literature is like eating chinese food,
you are hungry an hour later.
True intimacy in the romance novel describes emotionally
intimate moments rather than purely physically affairs. Not
to be debased by overt lustful passions, the romance novel
carries the idealized form of love to Arthurian legend
romantic extremes. In other words, the romance novel wants
a deeper, more meaningful relationship with the reader.
It is much more difficult to describe in a Romance novel
realistic feeling in character development. Romance can
seem a sham if the characters are two dimensional, almost
cartoonish and mockingly humourous. It takes a great deal
of skill by the author to realistically portrait a love
scene. If you watched the movie Ghost with Demi Moore and
Patrick Swayze from the movie The Righteous Brothers
Unchained Melody (on Youtube). This to me is definitive of
a realistic portrayal of real emotions associated with a
deep and meaningful love relationship. To the extent that
the realness of the characters' relationships clearly
portrait their deep-seated feelings of love for one
another.
There is a bit of risk or kink in most Erotica. This
generates the required neural impulse of the hormonal kind
in the erotica reader. This stimulus makes them come back
for more stimuli, as any addiction usual will accomplish.
The pleasure principle of sensual stimuli being the
measuring stick (pardon the pun)of most erotica. DH
Lawrence's Victorian banned novel (and in some schools
today)Lady Chatterly Lover comes to mind. The sensual feast
of erotica is heady (yet another pun) and this is the
purpose of Erotica, to awaken new lustful feelings.
Apparently it is good for the reader if it does not harm by
inducing any subjects which would cause offence to any
person.
The Romance novel purpose lays in (yet another pun)
developing the complex relationships between lovers.
Like a first date, the romance or erotic novel will develop
slowly as in the Romance novel or hot and heavy and much
too heatedly fast as in the Erotic novel. Erotic novels are
usually more shallow in character development and plot.
Erotism is bought mainly for the stimulating material of
its contents. Erotica is usually pornographic to some
extent. Some readers may find Erotica offensive because of
their own personal and/or moral leanings. For most, erotica
is soft porn, and harmless.
My preference for Romance novels containing ample mystery
and intrigue, good setting, scene, action, character
development, etc, Because I prefer Romance over erotica
does not mean I do not want to have any sensuality or
erotica described in the novels I purchase. Good writers
can tastefully add non-offensive sensual material without
undue lasciviousness.
Like DH Lawerence, the use of metaphors tends to embellish
a novel, not detract from it. Good erotica should both meet
in the middle bridging the gap between love and lust,
intellect and body, the sublime and the ridiculous. jajo---
In mikeswritingworkshop@yahoogroups.com, Lynne Connolly
>
> On 16/05/2009 mayareynoldswriter wrote:
> > It all comes down to the fact that erotic romance MUST
include a >
> > romance and a HEA. Although erotica may flirt with one
or the other, >
> > erotica does not require either a romance nor a HEA.>
>
>
> That's the thing. When you write, you make certain
promises, implicit or
> explicit and calling your book a romance is one of those
things (note -
> this is genre romance, not a dictionary description or a
general one,
> but one modern publishers will understand). If you write
a mystery, the
> mystery must be solved by the end. If you write a
thriller, the story
> has to have a resolution. If you write a romance it
should end with the
> lovers happy and alive and committed to a more permanent
relationship.
>
> Erotic romance can be harder, because the participants
have sex fairly
> early on and continue to have it, so there still has to
be tension -
> will this turn into a permanent relationship is the usual
one. External
> pressures, like the murder mystery, job uncertainty,
whatever it is,
> should add to the tension but if all the tension is
external and the
> love story is resolved early, the book will have failed
and it will sag.
> I treat erotic romance like a regular romance, so where
you might have a
> first kiss scene, you get a first sex scene, and I make
sure that each
> sex scene enhances and develops the love story, at the
very least. In
> some of my books, the sex is also part of the external
plot, like in
> "Crystal Captive" where the villain wants them to have
sex he can
> capture on film. Sometimes it has a touch of kink, and
then the kink is
> also part of the external plot, or it reflects it.
>
>
> --
>
> *Lynne Connolly, author of Dark and Provocative Romance
> **Venice is perfect for their honeymoon. Unless an
assassin plays his
> cards right...****
> Venice from Samhain Publishing
>
secrets>
> *_*http://www.lynneconnolly.com/Venice.html*_
>
>
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