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This Message by - Jasmine Sailing
* In a drugged frenzy, Don Webb mistakenly declared:

* There's always been an interest in odors and sex, ever since the
* classic work on the subject, _Odratus Sexualis_ by Iwan Block,
* but if you'd like to see current thinking check out
* http://www.naples.net/~nfn03605/dheamela.htm, specifically what
* it says about the relation between adrenal androgens and the
* shift from a distinct estrus display to general "availability".

There's a topic. Not only do I notice myself smelling different
during the various states of sexuality and lack thereof, I
also notice the toilet smelling different. ={ As far as
vaginal secretion goes, I know a lot of that has to do with
quantity and protein (and protein can definitely stain the
toilet faster the hard water can. I'm suddenly obsessed
with toilets, aren't I? Yes, we did throw a 1000 flushes
(or whatever) in there). I tend to get rather musky in the
sweat department. Normal heat smell is somewhat acrid.
Sex smell is more musky. The pheremon/sickness smell is an
overpowering musk that embarrasses me out in public.

So. What does everyone else smell like? =)

* http://www.amazon.com
* is the on-line catalog of the very cool Amazon Books. Uncle Don
* says check it out.

They even carry my books!
I need to remember to link them. I already linked Ziesing of course.
I should probably also link Atomic Books.
Then I'll need to start categories of various links...
Not obsessed at all...

* I got a great book of poetry lately, _Lumps Pumped From the Sump_
* by Bob Zark, available from The Panic Button Priest/POB 1905/
* Stuyvesant Station/ New York, Ny 10009 ($8.95). Zark, who was
* the publishing genius behind the late _Bad News_ magazine, has a
* lite and sarcastic touch with issues of modern America. I've

I think I got that too but I haven't opened it yet. Does he have an email address? I'm severely overdue on correspondence with him. ={

* bizarrely interlocked field. A guy can be your friend in one
* aspect, your rival in another, your boss in a third, your
* employee in a fourth, and your reviewer in a fifth. Bad
* marriages, alcoholism, or just plain gut-wrenching depression --
* or any of the other shocks that writerly flesh is heir to -- can
* screw up one or the other or both of you. Likewise lost mail,
* delayed checks, screwed publishing schedules, etc.

Sigh. I've always been amiable and unprofessional which is probably a damn good thing when you consider how flaky I've been. I've had withdrawals and such but at least no one has come down too hard on me for being a completely sluggish basketcase. If it would do any good I would appreciate it. Right now I would just get more insecure and afraid of incompetency. Still, it looks like I'm finally coming up with the money for the next issue. Now where did I lose that motivation...

* I suspect that the biggest problem we face as writers (or at
* least the biggest problem I face) is that it is impossible to
* tell the difference between laziness and that time of Hidden
* brooding when the element of our lives have gone deep into that
* mysterious part of ourselves, to decay and be reassembled so that
* they may rise up as words or images. I know that the latter

I try to start responding and the next entry in Year's Best anthology titles (this one from Brian Hodge) comes in and flashes across the screen. Where'd that seriousness go? Ah, come on Don, Mike and Brian and I have given our suggestions already... =)

Actually I wouldn't mind doing an anthology...putting fiction collections together is about 5,000,000 times easier than putting together all the crap in the magazine.

Anyway, right now I'm being forced to tell the difference between sluggishness and meditating ideas out of myself. Normally I go into depressed meditations and come out with revelations. I think last year I wound up so shattered that I just can't do ANYTHING. It's starting to really get to me. I start something, leave it to rot. I haven't written any fiction since last year. I managed to write that article for Q but it was a last minute endeavor and I practically had to put a gun to my own head for it. I've hardly done jack on the magazine. I need to push myself harder. Sitting around waiting for a reason to live doesn't work. I need to become inspired again. I finally started writing a fiction story again today. I didn't get very far but at least I did start and I have ideas whirring through my head (hoping I'll plunk them into the story rather than blowing it off). That's better than nothing.

I think what I need is to reaffirm my belief in my ability to do things. Then I won't sit around not bothering. I'll get fired up and get back to it.

* process can be forced only with consequence to the product --
* that is to say -- you can write something for a deadline and
* force inspiration, but the story suffers. I think the primary
* difference between hacks and "good" writers is not "talent" since
* all can be talented and inept, but rather a respect for the
* process whereby the writing comes into being. What do you think?

I believe in free flow writing. Sometimes I can just sit down and keep writing and writing and writing until I finish some thing. Other times I start feeling my brain hit a brick wall so I take a break until I feel into it again. I don't do outlines. I don't do much planning. What I write tends to come to while I'm writing it. You can't really force some thing like that or you wind up writing gibberish about a purple cow sitting on a fence, eating its curds and whey.

It seems like a lot of my friends are hacks. I hate to say it...I like their stuff in its own way. It just seems to lack a certain element of spirit that appeals to me more than usual content. I would rather read something that someone was pouring their soul into than a book about stabbing your fucks to death while orgasming that was churne out for a mass market deadline. If you force it, you lose the natural flow and beauty. I suppose you basically lose touch with your muse and let the more plastic society do your writing.

* The Fringeware site that holds my letters is down, let
* us pray for its recovery!

Ack! The entire Fringeware site is down? I coitenly will be doing a happy little dance for their recovery.

Jasmine Sailing Cyber-Psychos AOD jsailing@netonecom.net
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I play with fire because the shimmering flames make everything look so beautiful around them. And the same flames always lash out to burn me, to leave me wailing in pain. Then they dance shyly away and everything is beautiful once again so I blissfully return to my previous playing.


This Message by - Jasmine Sailing

Now I have the rampaging rambles about this.

Take Uncle River's stories. Many people don't like them. Many people get confused by everything he writes. I've never considered him confusing. I could see where he could be considered slow-paced but he really manages to add a deep natural beauty to everything he writes. The more times I read one of his stories, the more I like it. Hack works tend to have the opposite impact. They can be a lot of fun the first time you read them. Then they get more and more boring with each perusal until you can't stand to look at them anymore. I much prefer the writing forms that grow with use.

I want to put out an Uncle River collection one of these days and i couldn't care less who gets bored or confused by it. I know that some people out there will be deeply touched by it and that's the important thing. I think I'm more than a little used to things I write and publish zipping directly over the heads of the masses anyway...

Jasmine Sailing Cyber-Psychos AOD jsailing@netonecom.net
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Cyber-Psycho comes from the Greek roots Cyber, meaning governor, and psycho, meaning soul. In this world only the crazy are sane. We are the crazy who seek to be our own governors, we regulate and correct the evolution of our own souls.

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