❄️ Snowflake Christine Milneaux - Munchie who came here to sperg [PM sneasel if you wanna do a proper OP on this tard]

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Wait. Wait. You called your mother for further guidance re: your husband's masturbation? Please, please, please tell us what that conversation was like?
 
My Life in Letters, As Told Through the Scholarly Reminisces of Web MD

Chapter the Ninth

~In which our heroine finds her husband’s furtive dalliances with big-titty anime games a most distressing trial of the nerves~

I hope you shan’t find me to be speaking out of place, considering the solemnity of the medical topics we’ve been mulling over all day, but this slag is boring as dirt. Let her put on tacky, period-incorrect corsets over poly-blend shifts and Beth March all over her various healthcare providers. In thirty years she’ll be older and even plainer, with a lot of extra wrinkles and no great amount of extra sense. I don’t see how she’s even interesting enough to have a thread here.

But perhaps that’s why she posted here in the first place. No one was interested enough to discuss her without her forcing the issue. If you have to make people talk about you, then I’m sorry, but people aren’t talking about you.
 
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I'm more interested to see what happens in the next years as she gets older and her non existent lupus doesn't kill her. Suddenly in 10 years she will wake up alone, her husband bailed to find someone younger (since that is his concern) and she has no life skills or money. May she live a long healthy life.

Ana fucking Mardoll is what.

Be around the same age then too.
 
Oh boy, not only is this husband a pathetic INTJ supremacist in his late 30's, he's also a pornsick hentai addict who has broken his dick to the point that he can't climax without seeing anime tiddies? Combine that with the earlier revelation that he looks like a leprechaun.
If he thinks he's more intelligent and capable than myself, it's probably because that's a verifiable fact.
Look, I don't know you, but I can at least see your basic writing capabilities, and I feel pretty safe saying that you're intellectually out of his league. That's why he got you while you were young--you hadn't yet had the adult experience necessary to gauge what "normal" intellectual, social, and emotional development would look like in a mature partner. Below average men like to snatch up above average teenage girls before the girls realize what they're worth.
 
This girl is the equivalent of a repair manual. Both make for some boring reading.
Somehow, that stings more than anything else. That and the Virginia Poe comment. Oh my lord.

Having said that, and I'm asking in earnest here, what might I do, in your opinion and for whatever that is worth, to polish my linguistic skills? Aside from the obvious "read more Dickens and Bronte."
 
Somehow, that stings more than anything else. That and the Virginia Poe comment. Oh my lord.

Having said that, and I'm asking in earnest here, what might I do, in your opinion and for whatever that is worth, to polish my linguistic skills? Aside from the obvious "read more Dickens and Bronte."

I'm taking the bait here, as is my right since I authored the Virginia Poe comment. Please give me your tetrachrome puzzle piece ratings.

Tenebrous Gothic language is not where the aesthetic of English is now, or where it has been in a century, so it's always going to sound contrived. Stop reading Romanticists and start reading Modernists, because that's where the language is now. Read Nabokov, who showed short, powerful, common words can say much more than long, ornate ones.

"Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul."

All one-syllable words, except for her name, all contemporary English, economic and alliterative, small words that conjure big ideas. True erudition of language involves a variety of styles, not just trying to parrot one style of one period because you like the aesthetic.
 
I'm taking the bait here, as is my right since I authored the Virginia Poe comment. Please give me your tetrachrome puzzle piece ratings.

Tenebrous Gothic language is not where the aesthetic of English is now, or where it has been in a century, so it's always going to sound contrived. Stop reading Romanticists and start reading Modernists, because that's where the language is now. Read Nabokov, who showed short, powerful, common words can say much more than long, ornate ones.

"Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul."

All one-syllable words, except for her name, all contemporary English, economic and alliterative, small words that conjure big ideas. True erudition of language involves a variety of styles, not just trying to parrot one style of one period because you like the aesthetic.

Thank you so much for actually answering my question. Yes, of course real mastery is so much more than duplicating an aesthetic; I understand. However, one must learn to emulate the techniques of the masters before moving on to synthesizing them into one's own personal writing voice and improving upon that. To be honest, I've always assumed that because my writing is just as likely to garner compliments (a writing class wherein I'm more free to choose the setting and tone of the piece, unlike my own life) as criticism, I musn't be ready to move beyond Bronte and Poe and into my own writing voice. Although, as I've backslid and let my turn of phrase deteriorate, I find I've quite unwittingly done just that, and not at all in a good way. As to the rest about the modern world no longer appreciating Poe's style of taking a word for a walk so to speak, well, I really can't do much about society's lack of taste. Or perhaps mine, depending on which side of the looking glass you're on. Potato potahto, everything is relative.
 
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What the absolute fuck is wrong with this girl? Jesus Christ on a cross, she's simultaneously beyond boring and fucking fascinating. Well beyond fucked in the head though.
 
I really can't do much about society's lack of taste.

Taste is subjective.

Walt Whitman was considered coarse and vulgar in his time.
Sinclair Lewis was widely derided as an angry, bitter little man by his contemporaries.

Another thing, dear, verbosity=/=good taste. The reason Dickens’s prose was so purple was that he was paid by the word and due to the fact that he was feeding his family with his pen, he had to cram in as many words as possible. It had nothing to do with intelligence or good taste, it was purely pragmatic.
 
However, one must learn to emulate the techniques of the masters before moving on to synthesizing them into one's own personal writing voice and improving upon that.
No, you don't need to emulate them. You need to read them, all of them, and then compare them, and then do something different. They aren't instruction manuals or blueprints. The only thing emulating Poe will make you good at is emulating Poe. Good authors do not become so by trying to copy their predecessors. Poe already did himself better than you can do him, and when he did it it was the zeitgeist of that period, and it was relevant. You cannot produce resonant art in that style because the culture that produced it and appreciated it is now gone. Art is of its time; this is its blessing and curse. Writing like Poe is a nice party trick, but it is artistically impotent in 2019.

The inability of contemporary readers to relate to that kind of language today is not for a "lack of taste", but because tastes have changed since the 19th century. Art changes constantly, and Gothic hasn't been en vogue for a hundred years. Thinking you're the only person who understands how language should be used is pretentious and autistic; and quite frankly, other authors wrote better work in other styles than Poe ever did in his. If there were a supreme aesthetic of English literature, it would not be the Gothic.
 
Thank you so much for actually answering my question. Yes, of course real mastery is so much more than duplicating an aesthetic; I understand. However, one must learn to emulate the techniques of the masters before moving on to synthesizing them into one's own personal writing voice and improving upon that. To be honest, I've always assumed that because my writing is just as likely to garner compliments (a writing class wherein I'm more free to choose the setting and tone of the piece, unlike my own life) as criticism, I musn't be ready to move beyond Bronte and Poe and into my own writing voice. Although, as I've backslid and let my turn of phrase deteriorate, I find I've quite unwittingly done just that, and not at all in a good way. As to the rest about the modern world no longer appreciating Poe's style of taking a word for a walk so to speak, well, I really can't do much about society's lack of taste. Or perhaps mine, depending on which side of the looking glass you're on. Potato potahto, everything is relative.

This "oopsies, didn't realise" bullshit isn't believable. You know what you're doing, you know it's overly flowery language, and you love pretending it makes you deep and insightful.

Why else do you ramble about 'the Gods' so much, if not to make people ask about it? (Btw, you slipped up earlier, with 'oh my lord'.) It's the same in your videos - you try really hard to make it seem genuine, but it's going through some kind of pretension filter and the delay is obvious. It reads and sounds like a high-school attempt at Ye Olde Englishe.

Everything you say and do is constructed to make people pay attention to you. The sad part is that is that most of us have met 5-year-old kids who do it more believably...
 
You'll be pleased to know that in my professional capacity as a time-displaced frontier barber, I've diagnosed you with 'moderately shitty body'. You're not dying, you're just experiencing the effects of two decades trying to find a silver bullet prescription for body maintenance instead of making your peace with daily pain and doing the hard work.

Seriously, work out. Weights, yoga, walking, whatever it is, do it for an hour every day. You won't hurt less, but you will feel a great deal healthier.
 
Honestly this girl needs to read some books during her life spent in bed and then she can learn about how women in Victorian times who were prescribed the rest cure suffered constantly on account of their sex. None of those women wanted to lay in bed and be waited on. They were forced to by sexist male doctors who wanted to control their every move. They weren’t even allowed to write. So if you want the true experience put down the laptop and stare at the ceiling, Christine.
 
i got bored of this thesaurus humping bitch 5 pages ago. ur not even remotely interesting

show tits or gtfo
 
Somehow, that stings more than anything else. That and the Virginia Poe comment. Oh my lord.

Having said that, and I'm asking in earnest here, what might I do, in your opinion and for whatever that is worth, to polish my linguistic skills? Aside from the obvious "read more Dickens and Bronte."
How about DON’T talk like you live in the era where consumption was all the rage and women couldn’t own property? People who like to flaunt that they “just have a more old-fashioned way of speaking” are making it clear that they do so out of a sense of superiority and a lack of respect for the current times and modes of speech. Deiberately cultivating an outmoded way of speaking and writing makes it clear you find the current ways inferior and rubs people the wrong way, intimating that you’re verbally looking down on others.

Language has evolved the way it has for a reason. You don’t have to go full-on ghetto speak, but you should move with the times, or else you’re simply making a spectacle of yourself and subtly insulting others by making it clear you don’t believe the way most people speak now is up to standards.

Or you can keep up your epistolary novel cosplay and continue to look like an idiot who isn’t bright enough to pick up on social cues and mores.

Also you are very boring. If I want to read a dull bitch pretend to be erudite and classically educated, I can read literally any neckbearded M’Ladying man’s twitter.
 
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