your answers have been prayered
can you talk about your BLOG VOICE as an alt to associate press boring normative journalism voice that we read daily in those subway papers, now, eye etc.
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absolutely. i am queen of the one liner soundbyte and my insights, when i bother making them, are succinct and jarring. i eminem that shit. my tone is such that i kind of bully my opinion as fact and my illogic takes you on a magical carpet ride into didn’t see that coming territory. it’s escapist, absurdist and addictive. i feel wholely that my brain is cracked, it’s not right, well, it is it’s just missing a filtration skin that everybody else has and people like me can only exist by fluke creation, she says dumb shit but she’s smart, and ballsy. so what we have here is an idiot who does the thing, that nobody else is doing, then she writes about it. two actions are necessary for this BLOG VOICE.
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the trick is though, when people think i am doing blog voice, i’m not. i’m actually doing book voice. i have spoken to myself in literary narration since i stopped watching lamb chops play-along (i watched it longer than one is ought to). i’m carrying toronto snotty urbanite affectation into the blog arena and unfortunately it comes across a little poisonously.
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raymi has years of dust settled into the crevices of the chips on her shoulders.
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i made notoriety out of having relationships, various difficult entanglements with men, exploiting my life, feeling a compulsion and demand to do so. i can’t change who or what i am or what i want. i’m no more shallow than any of you, i just go for it and see how much i can get. do i not deserve it? sure. do you? totally. am i stopping you?
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i am a mirror, i could be things you are not but want. teacher says i am beautiful and people make me out to be a monster in order to handle the reflection of their own monstrosity that they project on to me, so their shittiness broadcast then becomes my shittiness. i can’t tell you how many times battles come my way, they occur, not of my doing, it’s like i am a fight magnet.
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i carry this all with me when i am writing. i write angry and i write hurt. it’s a bizarre thing i made of my life. i am surrounded by idiots constantly hahah just kidding. i’m looking down on the bk parking lot and i see morons trying to park all day long and when they slam into the curbs it’s hysterically awesome.
ok i will actually try and answer the question now.
the day i have to start ripping off other people to get attention will be the day i stop writing. my writing is its own art form, it’s gabliddy gook and i took (used) my brain then painted a destroyed bombshell portrait to look at while reading this je ne sais wtf? it’s only natural for the story to continue. we all need villains and something to aspire to. i am addicted to being driven and people are holding on tight along with me.
people hold on tight cause you are unique and ballsy
you do have a sweet side
but I think you like to show your angry side because it commands attention, creates discomfort,and keeps people reading
Sweet & Nice will only take you so far in life
Of course, you have to be attractive in order to get away with angry
Otherwise, its really ugly