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The truth is, I think analyzing literature is really a lot more like navel-gazing than talking about one's day. I mean, one is chronicling one's day-- possibly entertaining to others and yet not too self-centered-- while the other is chronicling one's most meandering thoughts. Which is a bit like talking about one's dreams, especially with me. One gets the feeling that it doesn't actually -matter- in any larger scheme of things, and by "larger", I mean, larger than my skull.

I've always wanted to keep a writer's journal. That's what I really want. Pieces of what has snagged my attention, bits of random information, mementos and reminders and random observations. My life has always been processed, like, you know, American cheese. I am not "out there", in your face; there's no Reena Lite. It's always... what I think about this-and-that, rather than some simulation of raw product. What this-and-that reminds me of. How this-and-that relates to so-and-so. Most writers I know on lj don't actually talk about writing, one way or the other, 24/7, and I think in a way I'm puzzled by that. Where does the passion reside for you?

I just talk about my (mental) kinks all the time. That's what I do. Seriously. heh. Yeah, it's pitiful, I know.

I was thinking how my biggest kink, in terms of characters, is when someone (generally a boy) is deceptive. That is, he has a mask-- a wall behind which there are all sorts of hidden depths of passion and pain and just-- Issues (with a capital "I"). Two-faced individuals are probably a dime-a-dozen, but I never grow tired of them. I think there are dark sides to every person, usually more than one hidden side, etc-- but it's just more dramatic when the more visible self is particularly... offensive somehow. Maybe it's violent, maybe it's cold & unemotional, maybe it's mean, maybe it's happy-go-lucky to the point of insanity. Whatever it is... it's too much (or too little).

( I can go on about it, too. Yes, really. )

"......"

Okay, so is there really a way to say something strongly without sounding like a jackass? Heh. Probably depends on whether the person reading agrees with you or not, doesn't it. I mean, it could easily be a meeting of jackass minds. Fools call each other geniuses quite often. Makes one wonder if there -is- such a thing as true genius, 'cause well, everyone's a fool in some way. (That most definitely includes me, in case that isn't clear). I suppose similarly, is there a way to talk about stories and theoretical things without sounding like a pompous jackass? Is humor the key? I think that could be called "The Art of Saying Things You Shouldn't Be Able To Get Away With". I think I became funnier with age, 'cause around age 6 or 9 or something, I realized otherwise my mind was a bit hard to swallow for me, like a lot of bread with no cheese or beverage. Yes, I used to be deeply, deeply unfunny. Unlike now, when I am "funny". If I confuse you, it is only because I confuse myself much, much more.

( But I'll spare you. )