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Boobies and cadavers

The early morning intrudes the mundane world on my happiness.

In the shower this morning, I was having many thoughts about story ideas, developing characters and story elements, and I was happy. That pretty much carried me through until I was actually in the car and driving, and it was perfectly manicured green lawns and sprinklers and the short-attention-span morning radio show, and the happy just evaporated like yesterday's milk.

Last night when I went to bed, I was confronted with the oddest sensation: the desire to feel boobies. Lasted maybe five seconds, then I was asleep.

Yeah, okay, that may not seem all that odd to you, given my circumstances. But I am not a boob man, and I haven't had that specific desire for over 15 years. This was very specific. Gentle, soft caresses, and a smooth shape. Completely out of any context whatsoever.

I have noticed an odd trend in the movies that I want to make. The protagonist is always a woman. Perhaps it's because I think of women as being more sensitive, more open to the supernatural, more believable in those situations. And they are always isolated, singled out in some way that makes them different from all the others.
I don't know that that actually has any meaning, I just find it interesting.

This image came into my head yesterday: a woman wakes up in her bed, and turns over only to find a really gruesome corpse laying next to her, maggots crawling out of its eye sockets. She screams and jumps out of bed, and the corpse is gone, like it was never there, like it was the leftover from some nightmare.

She is of course freaked.

The moment has a quality to it that I really like, where the dream world is starting to "pierce the veil" and flow into reality. It allows for so many interesting possibilities.

The thing that I don't have is why this is happening, and more specifically why this is happening to her.

I think that there needs to be a character that is somehow causing these things to happen, or is taking advantage of something that allows his power to grow. This is where the Lucas Black/Freddy character comes in. Someone who has power in the realm of dreams.

It could be something very Gaiman-esque, where that character exists in the realm of dreams. Or it could be more mundane where the character exists in the "real" world but has power in dreamtime.

But then why the corpse? It is very iconic, particularly in dreamspace, and that iconography leads somewhere. And it comes from somewhere.

And then I am stumped.

It's the germ of a idea. It may morph into something different, or it may fester and grow into something all on its own, or it may get chained to other ideas. Or it may just sit there unfulfilled.

Now multiply that by a hundred. A hundred different ideas, images to process and fester and morph and chain and wither and die.

That's what it is like inside my brain.

Well, that and the cool music.


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Sep. 16th, 2004 09:53 am (UTC)

If I were you I would find someone who is not looking for any dedication but adores having her "boobies" squeezed. I think your suffering from that most hanus of disorders called lack of sex. I would think that if you just had a person who would provide once in a while but still having no interest in comitment a commitment you do way better. :-)
Sep. 16th, 2004 10:34 am (UTC)
Ha! That would make a great personal ad:

WANTED: Woman with great boobies who likes having them fondled, but not into committment. Sex optional.

I'm really okay with the lack of sex. A fuckbuddy would be nice, though I'm much more missing genuine affection and touching. And I really have no idea where to find someone who would be into that.
Although I've never tried www.fuckbuddies.com. :)

For right now though, I'm very anti-involvement. I have enough clutter in my life that I need to get rid of before I start considering any kind of complications.
Sep. 16th, 2004 10:38 am (UTC)
For right now though, I'm very anti-involvement. I have enough clutter in my life that I need to get rid of before I start considering any kind of complications.

And that is why a good old fuck buddy would be good for ya Marmot well at the moment you get rid of the swelling in the family jewels, let go some pent up feeling and ya make the purple headed pope happy lol
Sep. 16th, 2004 01:51 pm (UTC)
fuck buddies.......
fuckbuddies: When I had fuckbuddies and may have some again the way stuff is going w/Ed, we won't see each other and just jump into bed and starting fucking. We would talk, have dinner etc and do all the great fun stuff before hand!! cuddling, kissing, fondling....etc.

Just my .50 cents worth:)
Sep. 16th, 2004 02:08 pm (UTC)
Re: fuck buddies.......
Agreed. The women with whom I've had that kind of involvement in the last few years have always people that I enjoyed as people, as well as opportunities for the satisfaction of mutual cravings. Not having a committed relationship doesn't mean shutting off those very important ways of relating to another human being. Sex without the context of a committed relationship doesn't have to mean mindless, soulless, heartless sex - and it SHOULDN'T, either. The people for whom it does mean that are invited to stay the hell away from me and everyone I care about.
Sep. 16th, 2004 04:27 pm (UTC)
Re: fuck buddies.......
Um... I hope I didn't imply that I was talking about heartless and soulless. Frankly, I would much rather have some intimate time with someone who is a close friend than just a random stranger. For one, there is the issue of trust.
Sep. 16th, 2004 05:36 pm (UTC)
Re: fuck buddies.......
>Um... I hope I didn't imply that I was talking about heartless and soulless.

Nope, I was responding in a more general way to how the terms "fuckbuddy" or "sexbuddy" are sometimes perceived - and, unfortunately, acted upon...
Sep. 17th, 2004 05:05 am (UTC)
Re: fuck buddies.......
Exactly! I have always had friends that we decieded if we needed some sex, we would go to each other. It was never a wham, bam, thank you ma'am........that would be INCREDIABLY boring!
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