TITLE:
[something droll but intriguing]
POST:
[A post about a thing.
Some stuff about that thing.
A few beautiful flourishy sentences that make other writers go "ooh!"
(Because if we writers had our way publishers would publish our Big Book of Beautiful Sentences and not give a crap about content, subject matter, salability or narrative arc. Goddamn publishers.*)
Then the Mistake--or not--is made, according to Others: a few lines that can be interpreted to mean OS is This or That, or that Someone is Not Good or Just Wrong.
Then ambiguous lines that the Poster thinks winkish, sly and slick and at which Others take umbrage as passive-aggressive/ignorant/snarky.
A few lean, eloquent sentences that set up some denouement ending with a bottom-dropaway feeling that makes the better writers go "ooh".
This last bit will be lost on the Others who start loading their potato guns]
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Author Tags:
[Poster write a few normal things so it will be found/indexed properly by grad students in 50 years when Poster is dead and famous, and a few funny things]
Your Tags:
//always empty//
Tip:
//never used//
Share:
huh?
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OR Knee Surgery
OR Online Masters degree from Sanwich University of Tulsa
OR Bible Secretes Revealed!
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Comments, if functioning:
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{Fan 1 writes "First!"}
{Fan 2 writes comment with "love" and/or "beautiful" and/or "heartbreaking" and/or "honest" and/or "powerful"}
{Newbie 1 writes gush}
{Fan 3 dittos Fan 2, more briefly, having only scanned the piece and hoping Poster will now read Fan 3's post in return; figures this will suffice today}
{Odd Duck 1 writes misspelled non-sequitor}
{True Fan 1 shows up, writes Workshop-style exegesis, quotes a few lines, make Poster feel Simply Wonderful}
{ ===== Ad for Nikes from AxbSesivbmx}
{Combo OS / FB Friend 1 writes the usual nice thing, contains the lulling, deadly, "another good..." phrase that Poster appreciates anyway}
{Good Snark 1 writes effing clever thing; everyone with the sense God gave a rock laughs at this}
{Newbie 2 writes one word: either Cool! or Great! or Wonderful! or Stunning!, followed by some variant of "R~" on a new line}
{Lovely Christian 1 says a Sweet Thing}
Takes special care with True Fan 1.
Thinks adding "!" to one-word "Thanks" to newbies will offset the curtness of it.
Goes back to work at real job, refreshes OS page compulsively, hoping it will top 20 ratings at least and that ___, ___ ____, and especially _________ will see it and post.
Wonders if it is too early to send out PM promoting post.)
{Fan 4 writes sweet innocuous thing, forgets to rate}
{Other 1 shows up. Points out flaws. Throws in "harmless" ad hominems but feels totally justified because of course Poster knows this is a stupid post, really, so trusts Poster to respond with chagrin at the brilliant dissection, not the necessary-if-kinda-mean asides that simply express Other 1's understandable anger, and righteous stand for intellectual honesty}
{Fan 5, also de facto Odd Duck 2, says "Great!" and mentions booze, it being Thursday already}
{Newbie 3 launches immediately into why this affected her so deeply, since it happened to her sister/neighbor/Lhasa Apso, too, and tells Poster to "hang in there"}
{Odd Duck 3 writes misspelled reference to Tea Party and/or Obama; too obscure or demented to understand}
{True Fan 2, "___ ____" from Poster's list, writes brief but piercing comment making Poster's heart flutter}
{Fan 2 takes Other 1 to task indirectly, by reminding everyone that Other 1 is the one who posted that stuff about a thing, and once said, months ago, on an unrelated post, approximately: a bad thing, said tastelessy, to show how wicked his/her insults can be when he/she wants to, and then chose to add further insult by not even trying to be clever to such dumb persons as (previous poster) and just called him/her an "asshole", so this proves he/she "started it"}
{Newbie 4 stumbles in and says "wow! Thanks for posting this! ~r"}
{Other 2, having been PM'd by Other 1, writes to remind everyone how terrible Poster is and mentions three other people, two of which aren't even commenting here. First sighting of "douche" in any context.}
[Fan 6 writes brief, pithy attack on Others 1 & 2, having vague memories of really liking Poster's post about that other thing a month ago]
{Fan 6 follows up immediately with mention of how he/she never engages in ad hominem attacks and/or uses F word, but makes exception here, in just-previous comment, because Others deserve it}
{Lovely Buddhist/Spiritual 1 shows up, makes hapless comment about how Poster says a profound truth here and must never leave OS; has not read any of the comments yet; concludes with "Namaste"}
{Edgy Snark 1 joins the fray, adds a critical summary of all so far, sides with Others 1 & 2 while trying to seem above it all}
{Fan 7 writes "this could be a book!"}
{Endearing Elderly OS'r 1 wonders aloud "what is going on?"}
{True Fan 3 makes salient points, showing he/she has read piece closely, reveals something meaningful that in fact is very interesting but has nothing to do with what is now going on in comments}
{Combo OS / FB Friend 2, having been alerted to the dust that is up via FB, writes some moral support to Poster, adds totally justified and fair assessment of why Other 2 should be banned from OS; declares this is why he/she "never reads/posts on OS anymore"}
{Conciliator 1 arrives, reminds everyone os Wisdom 46's post from November 2009 in which all the OS ground rules for civil discourse were clearly spelled out; makes tepid attempt to tut-tut at Others 1 & 2}
{Other 3, also technically Cruel Nut 1, rushes in, writes with caps on and says nauseating thing about Poster and dismisses Conciliator 1 and his/her ilk}
{Fan 8 writes "Well-done" and "Fabulous", connects it to the endless failings of the right-wing, approximately}
{Vicious Snark 1 crawls out, writes lengthy comment full of quotes from posts going back 14 months, proving that Other 2, (but not 1}, plus Poster, plus Fan 5, and two others not in evidence, are something like the cretinous underbelly of flame war starters to which all of the rest of us have no choice but to respond with even greater and more carefully crafted cruelty and exposes. Feels this devastating comment is one of his/her all time best and can't wait to see what happens next}
-- several cross-comments now erupt between the Fighters: Vicious Snark, Other 1, Other 2, and Fan 5 quickly add to comments; lengthy, full of invective; all of them feel their comments are "winning" --
{Conciliator 2 interrupts, echoes the "this is why I no longer read OS" remark, suggests everyone also reads Wisdom 32's OS etiquette from last month}
-- the first of a half-dozen brief comments from well-meaning fans and friends and newbies, saying things like "a pox on both" and"we lost track of Poster's valid point" and "I am so sick of..." and "I don't understand..., etc. --
-- another round of cross-comments from the Fighters that takes long minutes to scroll past; sidebar fight is joined about whether OS is a site for writing, if poetry should be banned, if this is/isn't a journalism site, if this is/isn't a feel-good workshop, etc, --
{True Fan 5 reappears, with "did anyone actually READ what Poster said?; is completely ignored}
-- first sighting of (from a Fighter): "I'm done, and/or "This is my last comment. I have a life, unlike..."; this starts the longest and worst of the back and forths between the Fighters, and 8 other commenters join in, some brand new, some who previously posted --
{Newbie 6 writes "I just want to say how much I enjoyed this post", and helpfully offers a link to story from The Huffington Post}
-- several comments disappear, reappear, disappear, chaos reigns for about an hour --
{Talented Snark 1 provides link to her post about this post, entitled "Why people who delete comments are noo-noo brains and should be shunned from polite company"}
{Other 3: "here, here, and people who close comments, too!"; he then uses the C word, the F word, the MF word, the CS word, and a bunch of other alphabetical words}
{Concilator 3 writes: "We should have an Open Call about "describe a rock, but without adjectives. Writers are like ravens: bright, but easily distracted by shiny things"; is completely ignored}
{Vicious Snark 1 declares all this as proof of the relative emptiness of thinking/writing/ethics/worthiness of most of OS, and how necessary it is to fight online to make everyone show their true colors and inabilities; he/she adds something like: "this is not a community of friends here, we are all on our own, last one standing wins, I rate according to best ability"; includes a particularly effective and colorful phrase about Poster's sexual/mental/writing inabilities; feels confident this will be considered one of his/her best ever}
{ ===== Ad for Software from Hexegesis Blurfmunster }
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{ ===== Ad for Software from Hexegesis Blurfmunster }
-- mayhem ensues --
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* I borrow this parenthetical thought from Francine Prose's "Reading Like a Writer". Which, by the way, is what we should all be reading instead of flaming on each other like blithering noo-noo brains.
I actually really like publishers. And agents, too. Someday I hope to meet with one, privately, in their office, and not at some damn party, where I can't really explain what a genius I am or my screenplay idea without sounding like a complete ass.


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Comments
either you've been here too long (is there a time limit?) or you have a highly developed ear for every single poster/commenter here.
now i wanna go look at anything i ever wrote that you posted a comment to, and see if i can tell if you meant it. JUST KIDDING, EVERYBODY, SHEESH!
Would it be considered trite to say well done?
Chuck: I just bought a potato gun for my 15 year old. Deep regrets.
Cap'n: Ha! And yet you commented and said something original. So this transcends meta-self-referentiality. Or something.
dianaani: I knew that kind of honesty would come back to haunt me. dang
-- fair question, scarpettafan. The answer is no, and no. I commented on his n-word racism, aimed at someone else. He responded with a series of personal, explicit threats of violence against me and my family, citing where i lived and that I should watch my back. But by the time I sent a complaint -- as is my right, and yours, when someone threatens us so bluntly, and violates the OS terms of engagement, I was told by the Editor they had already seen it and would have banned him whether I complained about him or not. So no, nothing secretive, snarky or inappropriate at all, and I encourage you to verify this with the editors if you like.
I learned after that he was aged, and a good poet, according to people I admire and trust, and I reached out to a friend of his, and through her sent him a olive branch, saying I would be no impediment to his return, on the condition that he simply say, however he wanted to word it, that he meant me no physical harm.
He died before taking advantage of that. I find it incredibly sad that a talented poet, however blustery, racist, flawed, or abusive some might find him to be, would have his work be excised.
Thanks for giving the opportunity to provide this entire backstory, in case there are others who pass or hear incomplete stories about this sad event.
The perfect biography of an online dustup.
(I just went to look, and sure enough, you NEVER commented on anything I ever wrote.) Thank you and good night!
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scanner: #fan is a dubious honor. See "Misery". I suggest fans 2-8 are preferable. "Disgruntled disaffected sort-of admirer" is also nice.
lunchlady: he he. (and I like your more serious recent post on this topic but comments were closed on it! What Amanda said, re: Plato)
Oryoki: bitchy buddhism? watch out, you can dislocate something doing that. lovely avatar, tho.
{Rob makes appropriate meta-layer comment}
Shiral: Namaste! I like the word and what it means, no matter what "Poster" says, up there.
Lea: damn! you make laugh and spit my lemonade on my keyboard. yee-uch.
Yours is EXACTLY the kind of comment i deserve with this post. ;)
Bible.secretions.revealed.would.be.funny.too.
Amanda! i am so glad you saw that. It was a) a typo, and B, a typo I chose not to fix! and you saw it. We faithless will have our little jokes.
Besides those Google ads are ripe, er, rife, with typos!
this post, these comments here, are shaping into a fun brew. i'm up for an OC about rocks.
(no, really. thanks)
(seriously. I feel a genuine, if mild, appreciation, for you commenting.)
(Shit. what have I done? I have broken the OS time/space continuum)
Pavanne: So long as you rated.
And you're not a newbie. Charlie I think is a newbie. Not that there's anything wrong with that. I was a newbie once. Now I am waaaaay cooler than that. Oops.
glad you laughed. It's Good Laugh Sunday.
O'Really: Ok, "that's it" back at you, twice, and no tag-backs! You are un-favorited AND deleted. Damn. Delete! DAMN! D E L E T E!
deletedeletedeletedeletedeletedeletedelete. delete.
OS is broken again.
You are lucky this time. Just don't point that pfft at me again.
And I crossed out fucking ever since my surgery. You don't want to know.
See ya in Fla!
Starfucker huh? I might use it. But first tell me what a starfucker is. Much love to you.
Bonnie: yeah, that's a classic. That and "watch your mouth young man". And of course we instantly had to watch extra hard because without a mirror how can we watch our mouths, dad/mom/mean babysitter?!?!
Jill: I think "starfucker" is a successful, and upscale, groupie. Making the accusation against an OS'r weirdly ironic, if not physically impossible.
But LadyMiko is probably right. These young people are hep on all this modern music and whatnot.
Well damn it, Greg, if I didn't find your work to be so beautifully powerful, so heartbreakingly honest with just a soupcon of good snark and bucketfuls of intellectual rigeur, I'd find this post to be personally insulting...I think..oh I don't know; I guess I wasn't really paying attention...wait, did I rate you?
I loved your asterisked parenthetical. So. True. I could pick out disparate sentences from all the work I've done and just put them together in a book and call it a masterpiece. And then feel wounded that nobody agreed.
[how about that for a comment totally unrelated to the post?, currently taking anti-allergy medication, thank you]
Kisses, great post (of course!),
Marcela
I am in awe of Hexegesis Blurfmunster's ability to stay focused on his/her point of view no matter the subject.
Hmm. Ok: a wise thing I heard once: there is nothing we can say to the grieving that isn't banal. But we must say it anyway. The same is true, inversely, about the embarrassment of riches, sincere heartache, yeoman effort, and admirable come along talent here on OS. What are we to do? i will continue to say all the simple and effective things, and at times that will be "beautiful" et al. We must, eh?
and at times I am compelled to give a close read, or the piece penetrates, muscles in close with its own strength, and I must say some things with precision. And at times I am too busy to do my propers. And sometimes I just want to encourage, and convince at it.
I love writers and writing with the burning intensity of a thousand suns. The only sin to me is not effort or attempt, failing, but to rely on rote or writ or formula. One of the reasons the tired tropes of religion strike me as lazy. Compassion is a living thing, not a recipe on an index card.
Whoa. Greg. But Nikki: This was fun to play out as Type and Pattern, the challenge of finding some way to penetrate the tiresome shouting from the cheap seats, the sound and fury signifying muffins, that passes for engagement and distracts us from sacred Writing.
Describe a rock. If it is honest and powerful and lovely and heartbreaking, we must say so. Better that than to throw rocks at each other, endlessly.
Lainey. I have this screenplay idea...
Vanessa: it shoots pits of potato. Harmless unless shot directly up the nose.
Do the meds make you "happy"? Then all good!
I give up, and pick "lovely Buddhist". Form is emptiness.
~R
;-)
But I saw Jimi in '68. That counts for something.
Joan: and if not the best part, then at least a part that will age nicely, I hope
ClarkK: You don't know how to urinate on anything...? OH, unrate, so sorry, I thought...
Perhaps start small: How do you get down off an elephant?
You don't you get down off a duck!
ba-dum-tsh! (titter? chuckle? nothing? S,ok. You are a good man for helping with those cinder blocks)
Stim: this was ALL imitation. Shooting fish in a barrel of monkeys, as it were.
And you know, you're right, Hexegesis is an under-appreciated genius. Right under our snooty elite OS noses. Go figure.
jimmy! rate away! see if I care!
See? I care!
greenheron: Yep. Being and/or nothingness. Virtue is temptation resisted. Don't track mud all over my nice clean carpet. These are the timeless things. They are cliches because they work!
Damion: consider yourself sufficient!
Wait: you meant me, didn't you? Curse you! deletedeletedelete
(are you deleted yet? damn!)
Wouldn't you?
Rated for making me laugh, making me think more than I wanted to on a Sunday, and for introducing me to Bonobos. R
Oh, sorry, forgot - another good post by an exemplary writer. Kudos on the EP.
;-)
Bonobos are our closest relatives and they are ALWAYS screwing with each other and flinging poo and eating bugs. And picking their noses.
At least we know enough to wear clothes.
EP? damn, you made scroll up and refresh. Ha! As if a dusty uppy posty thingy on a Sunday would ever.
In all seriousness though, I really enjoyed reading this. I enjoyed reading it so much so, in fact, that I promptly made my husband sit there and listen to me read it out loud. The whole thing. Parody writing in script form is probably my number one weakness. Also, I am new, but luckily a friendly veteran OSer directed me towards various Dust Ups so I was able to read up on all the "contraversy". I find it amazing how accurately you were able to chronicle the OS adventures that happen around here. Honestly I think I may have read this EXACT entry earlier. And I could probably name all of the stock characters mentioned. Well at least this one: {Talented Snark 1 provides link to her post about this post, entitled "Why people who delete comments are noo-noo brains and should be shunned from polite company"} I'm not gonna do it- because that would kind of defeat the purpose of this whole exercise, but *high fives* are most certainly in order. I will be adding you to my favorites list and I will be waiting for anticipation for your next post.
E. Stark
[Enter laughing, a plum surprise on face]
You read this out loud? Oh my goodness. That is almost as good as having "Greg's Latest Post Day" declared in my home town. Way cool.
(er, re: the who's who: shhh. you will draw scylla, if not charybdis. tiptoeing quietly away)
(Dad! get off OS and come watch tv!) (OK, coming!)
now that I've read it, I can stop reading/commenting/posting on os, there's nothing more to say, nothing more to read, it's all here, just the excuse I've been looking for (for which I've been looking?) to go out and get a life in the real world
you've ruined my writing career, Greg, you douche
love, your #(pick a number from 1 to n) fan
Go ahead...change the way I think! That is the highest calling of Art...literature and art that forces us to step out of comfort into new territory is of the highest order, and I wish to God I could find words in the way you do...
I didn't really read this whole post because it's too intellectual. But I loved it! And I'm rating it for Francine Prose reference and because I like you.
Roy: what a swell comment. I know you mean douche in that sweet, chest-bumpy guy way. You flirt.
As to getting you to like "these kinds of posts? I never meta-physical I didn't like. or was a -morphosis?
OESheepdog: OS mad lib? Yes, darn tootin' they're mad! And they need some libbin'!
Gary: you say the most interesting and generous things to me. I feel listened to and appreciated by you as a reader, almost like no other. What's not to like? No jokes here: Thank you, friend.
aim: yeah I know, but for the context of the piece it makes sense. I mean, who likes "vicious snark", either?
intellectual?! This is a Silly Piece, born of frustration. I want the good people to stay and write, and let rotten fruit fall from the withering branches. What's going to do that? I dunno.
Francine is divinity between two covers. How in the world does she write so well? I am her Gary Justis x2. It's all relative.
Nikki. Thou swell.
And namaste.
You published this yet?
Did you read this post?
You cuts leather pants?
I'll past it on my icebox!
Rated for my confusion.
A very sentimental blog.
Rated for nut-luminous.
Ya are computer ignorant?
Ya Hexegesis Blurfmaster?
I like rocky hard raven too.
ay!
Gregg Correll. Ya read yet?
You should bed-read to us?
We can know a` spoof http?
I played a snark in high school..and all the teachers thought I was the snarkiest snark they'd even heard.
I practice on my family all the time.
Please???
genius, laugh-out-loud, I can go to bed happy now.
I'm trying to flounce, but having a tough time doing it because of people like you. :)
I'm slightly pissed at myself because I started reading one of the Smearing-Feces-Fests (nice tags!) & ended up wasting 20 minutes on it (because they are kind of fun in a train-wreck sort of way, especially for people like myself who can't deal with confrontations in real life, plus it's kind of like returning to the holiday get-togethers of my early years where someone's crying in the bathroom & the tires squeal on the pickup as it speeds away down the alley.)
Anyway, what I should have been reading was some fine writing, of which there's plenty on OS. Excellent-ly written too-true peacemaking post, Greg.
See, I didn't name any names, you started that. =P. Well I'm glad you think it's cool that I read your post out loud. I'm a huge nerd. Also, I have a website that I think you would really enjoy- your seething MST like analysis of OS reminded me greatly of this author's blog. If you enjoy movies even in the slightest, and you like parodies in script form, I think you'll dig this site: Movies in Fifteen Minutes. Thank you for actually replying to my comment by the way- after I posted it I kind of felt like a jackass, heh. So thanks for making me feel like less of one.
E. Stark
Art: Boss, as in keen, cool, fab, gear!
rocky hard raven. yep. So we stay well-grounded when we fly.
J D: All Snark roles are filled, but you could play the son of the leader of the Jets!
I bet your family appreciates it, too.
Dr. Susanne: Fie on all potato guns!
Erudition was the most important clause in my OS contract.
kobenimabi: You complete me.
(WTF is a bikini jacket?)
sweetfeet: going to bed happy, NOT going to flounce?!?
My work here is done. sigh. calling mothership for retrieval now...
suzie: but dear one: writers don't have to TRY to be self-absorbed and insecure. We just ARE! it's the wonder and magic of it all. Silly!
now didn't i just write a charming, endearing response?
er, didn't I?
hello? Is this thing on?
(maybe that was too much. maybe...maybe I am NOT funny. Ever. maybe we are all just humoring each other...AAAAAAGGHGGH!)
Elizabeth: (see response immediately above.)
I feel like a jackass.every.single.day. just ask my kids. or the people who think I am a jackass. Who might just be jealous.
(Or else...they are right. And I am a preening, precious, pretentious fool; or will be if I don't watch my step, if I don't protect my reputation and stop taking risks (never try investigative journalism again greg it's very tricky stuff, and...AAAAAAGGHGGH!)
And I LOVE times a bazilion your Movies in fifteen minutes site!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! How do I join? How do I post? one of my two produced plays was similar to this and I recently posted a shorted updated version of the Odyssey here on OS, set in a Walmart store, and, and, pant, pant, ...AAAAAAGGHGGH!
Seriously I have fodder for your site. It's WAY cool, what you have done here.
xenon: o no! the abyss! No, see, it was a joke, i meant to poke mild fun at how Bold Slanty, can be misconstrued and we are sometimes too thin-skinned and I think I stepped over the bounds I KNEW that one was a bridge too far! there is no way to rereive it or recover except to apologize profusely and mea culpa about my poor judgment and make no excuses and you Californians are light years ahead of the rest of us in casual-but-correct multicultural awareness and AAAAAAGGHGGH!
(we're still friends, right?)
Ok I for sure win the jackass award now. That website isn't mine, heh. I really didn't make that clear. It's a lady who calls herself "Cleolinda" and SHE is the sole author of this work. I freakin' WISH I could do something that awesome and hilarious. I'm beyond flattered that you even thought it was my site, but I'm also really embarrassed. Wow, I'm an asshole. Also, you can't post in it. She's the only one that does, she kind of copyrighted M15M. You can join, and read the posts whenever she updates, but she's the sole keeper upper of the community. Once again REALLY sorry for the confusion. I hope you don't hate me too much now. God I can't believe I did that!
E. Stark
Sgt. Mom: You can't tip toe in combat boots, soldier!
maryt: Damn, I was going to be last!
Elizabeth: After careful examination , I conclude I can either be as harsh as you fear or be charmed by your neurotic writerish honesty. hmmm...
(still in suspense?)
...
Ok: I am charmed.
Maria! some very funny commenters here
Con: sorry, only one per customer. But Salvator Thongs are still available
Gwen: gosh
consonantsandvowels: imps were the ones who kept the drolls under control, when they got too big for their bridges
irish: namaste that tune!
Buffy: OK, i agree, you do rate.
{{peeks over the back of salon chair..}}
{{fingers to keys..}}
Rated for sheer unadulterated insanity (and a h*ll of a lot of fun)
{{hears sound of footsteps in hall..}}
{{skitters quickly beneath salon chair and dashes behind end table and into mouse hole..}}
{{breathes sigh of relief..}}