tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125348831849993008.post8766998303317313858..comments2023-03-25T14:04:39.516-07:00Comments on GlenView: Sometimes, I Could Just Cry! glengearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01584799892186696831noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125348831849993008.post-33130789435693657442013-07-23T17:37:58.647-07:002013-07-23T17:37:58.647-07:00Keep playing with language forms like you do. Many...Keep playing with language forms like you do. Many famous writers have and it can produce a communication that mere technically correct prose cannot. Case in point, Joyce's Ulysses. Here's Molly's soliloquy:<br /><br />"...as a girl where I was a Flower of the mountain yes when I put the rose in my hair like the Andalusian girls used or shall I wear a red yes and how he kissed me under the Moorish wall and I thought well as well him as another and then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and first I put my arms around him yes and drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes."<br /><br />Our favorite 'stream of consciousness' rears its wonderful head.Timsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05085941910416425410noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125348831849993008.post-21908072882877615102013-07-23T13:45:10.231-07:002013-07-23T13:45:10.231-07:00I can picture you standing outside your van just b...I can picture you standing outside your van just basking in the nighttime sounds. I know how you always loved that time of the night by the things you would write. <br /><br />So how long will you be on night shift and do you like being on it again, or are you ready to return to days?Lia Stormhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03311958648667366641noreply@blogger.com