Who loves ya, baby?
It's all the same language. The language of semen retention. Everyone sounds like Jack D. Ripper.
I think it is a conversation between I and not I, basically.When it’s put like that it seems mystical, the muse, the collaborator! And it can feel magical. But it’s also to do with getting to a point where the story or the idea gets to a stage in development where it has its own gravitational pull because it’s so common, because the story has been told before, because it’s mythical or because we’ve been captivated by the story in another form and we know how it goes, and not fully consciously ... so we begin to feel an attraction to a formula, A seduction by certain tensions or resolutions or conclusions. Also about getting to the point where you can become a viable reader of what you’ve written, does this work on me? Where am I thrilled and where am I bored?
Another point for the would-be avant-garde and incel overlap, no? A culture that has managed to stitch into its dogma involuntary celibacy? Man, hopefully we'll live long enough for some future anthropologists to have a field day with the incel.Semen retention.