I too tell people that I’m going to shoot them in the head and fuck them when inconvenienced. Might be why I’m banned from most public spaces but I’m not too sure.
Also:
Ever hear of a guy called Albert Camus? He may or may not have dabbled in absurdism a little.
I learned to embrace the absurdity of life when I was a teenager. Did you eat the gold fish? I hate to see a perfectly good meal go to waste. Good job on handling the evil jogger. You should’ve shot and harvested his organs, then brought the remains home for your husband to create a declious meal out of. I’m sure we all would’ve loved to see the master piece he created. Also, you could make a mask out of his butt. Maybe take some inspiration from Ed Gein.
It’s always been my contention that when people try to enforce public rules that don’t have any effect on their life, it’s usually because they have a home life where they’re not respected and so try to force it on you.
The setting I'm using now is based on the repressive, insanely conservative rural town I grew up in. They voted for Trump by 76% and have an unusually high ratio of churches to people, if that paints a picture. They also banned the dictionary in schools before Florida did it, all the way back in 1998. Because some little shit freshman told his youth leader there were swear words in it, and the churches held a lot of sway over the school board.
I've avoided anything to do with the place since I left, but using it in a book has been so damn cathartic.
Thank you Mr Palahniuk. This is the best essay for today. I never really had anything that I've been really proud of until now. I really love my own writing like it's my baby. I don't really care if people like my writing or don't like but I do get extremely upset when people try to use my writing as a way to smear my character or use it just to pull rumors out their ass to mess with me. I had no idea I had such a temper about certain things until I started writing and people started coming at me on twitter. I've lost my temper on twitter a half dozen times already. Unfortunately I think this is always who I've been and the writing has allowed me to take off that just-shut-up-and-take-it-mask. My grandma is the only one in my family who understands my writing and embraces my little projects whole heartedly. She helps me calm down.
As an aside, I've been a fan of Jack London since 6th/7th grade. Jack London State Historic Park is not too far from me and it is one of my most favorite places.
Brilliantly selected literary survey, like a fine meal served by a master. Complete with the cherry-on-top of a skull-fuck threat at the necropolis. Good doggie.
Wonderful! I'm inspired to write Absurdist Existentialism...but I need to finish my absurdist historical fiction..
I too tell people that I’m going to shoot them in the head and fuck them when inconvenienced. Might be why I’m banned from most public spaces but I’m not too sure.
Also:
Ever hear of a guy called Albert Camus? He may or may not have dabbled in absurdism a little.
I learned to embrace the absurdity of life when I was a teenager. Did you eat the gold fish? I hate to see a perfectly good meal go to waste. Good job on handling the evil jogger. You should’ve shot and harvested his organs, then brought the remains home for your husband to create a declious meal out of. I’m sure we all would’ve loved to see the master piece he created. Also, you could make a mask out of his butt. Maybe take some inspiration from Ed Gein.
It’s always been my contention that when people try to enforce public rules that don’t have any effect on their life, it’s usually because they have a home life where they’re not respected and so try to force it on you.
You did it again, Chuck. I’d just sat down at my desk when this pinged on my phone. Your timing is impeccable. Thanks.
The setting I'm using now is based on the repressive, insanely conservative rural town I grew up in. They voted for Trump by 76% and have an unusually high ratio of churches to people, if that paints a picture. They also banned the dictionary in schools before Florida did it, all the way back in 1998. Because some little shit freshman told his youth leader there were swear words in it, and the churches held a lot of sway over the school board.
I've avoided anything to do with the place since I left, but using it in a book has been so damn cathartic.
Eight women! All at once! Did they suffocate him?
Yeesssssss! I love everything about this! Thanks, Chuck! Gonna let my Absurdist flag fly!
I needed this reminder about Alice. Watch and listen and be polite. Thank you, Chuck.
Thank you Mr Palahniuk. This is the best essay for today. I never really had anything that I've been really proud of until now. I really love my own writing like it's my baby. I don't really care if people like my writing or don't like but I do get extremely upset when people try to use my writing as a way to smear my character or use it just to pull rumors out their ass to mess with me. I had no idea I had such a temper about certain things until I started writing and people started coming at me on twitter. I've lost my temper on twitter a half dozen times already. Unfortunately I think this is always who I've been and the writing has allowed me to take off that just-shut-up-and-take-it-mask. My grandma is the only one in my family who understands my writing and embraces my little projects whole heartedly. She helps me calm down.
Well at least Kafka wasn't Norman Mailer. At least Kafka had sex with 10 women instead of stabbing them in the back with letter openers.
Wonderful, thank you! Mike is right.
As an aside, I've been a fan of Jack London since 6th/7th grade. Jack London State Historic Park is not too far from me and it is one of my most favorite places.
Amazing that in a single post that so many personal touchstones were hit.
As I've accumulated experience points, I realize that where others see "cause," I see "effect"
Brilliantly selected literary survey, like a fine meal served by a master. Complete with the cherry-on-top of a skull-fuck threat at the necropolis. Good doggie.
I laughed. Thank you.