I’m going to try this thing where I post everyday. So things might get messy and unintelligible.
Someday when I have enough confidence that it can be funny instead of frightening I might post my early attempts at writing.
A lot of it is pretty adorable but I was also just pretty insane. Insane in the sense that there’s no sanity. No logic or rational way of thinking that can be followed, it’s just total chaotic nonsense.
I think what is so bad about my early writing is I had no idea how to communicate what I was trying to accomplish.
I think that’s a skill most people have to learn in general with life. A lot of people don’t bother to learn it.
Instead of learning how to communicate what they really want a lot of people tend to hide what they really want and what they’re really thinking.
They just sort of copy and paste what the most acceptable things to want and think are then try to cut the rest.
There are a lot of ways to communicate, writing is just one form. Some use music. Some use art or fashion. Some even use their business and entrepreneurship. Some use their hobbies or their religion.
All of it, no matter what it is, to me at least, is a desire to be of use. Because anyone can copy and paste if they just want to be accepted.
But attempting real communication with other people is a lot more caring.
It’s giving a person something real instead of trying to get by.
I’ve always wondered how men feel about porn. Because I like men and I’ve done porn.
For most of my life I figured men were entirely disconnected. Like sex and feelings were separate entities in men.
I don’t think that’s true anymore.
I think I (and most women) have drastically underestimated how much men actually like women.
Men also drastically underestimated how much women like men.
I get why. There’s lots of women out there screaming about hating men. A lot of those women are the ones that love men the most.
But the rest of them are just copy pasting. They are not communicating.
Jess lanai 