i will, however, automatically vote against kittens dressed as people.
i've been clicking away waiting for some of the losingest kittens to join the fray. none of them have made an appearance on the field just yet.
also while waiting, i've settled back into SF Said's Varjak Paw. it's still as lovely and cool as ever, and i'm still wondering why i've never actually finished reading it. and, while they do make appearances in some of my stories (none of the published ones, though, which i find immensely depressing), why i've never written specifically about cats.
i suppose it may have to do with me feeling like i'd never do them justice, not the way one can tell immediately SF Said does in the Varjak Paw books, or Gabriel King (M. John Harrison) does in The Wild Road.
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someone said surrealism in a context i wasn't sure i agreed with and i looked up the wiki, and found Breton's own definition:
Dictionary: Surrealism, n. Pure psychic automatism, by which one proposes to express, either verbally, in writing, or by any other manner, the real functioning of thought. Dictation of thought in the absence of all control exercised by reason, outside of all aesthetic and moral preoccupation.
Encyclopedia: Surrealism. Philosophy. Surrealism is based on the belief in the superior reality of certain forms of previously neglected associations, in the omnipotence of dream, in the disinterested play of thought. It tends to ruin once and for all other psychic mechanisms and to substitute itself for them in solving all the principal problems of life.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Surrealism
which, among other things, i thought a nice lofty way to describe what my stories mostly endup doing. there was some strange sense of satisfaction somewhere in there, but then wikipedia reminded me that this, too, is surrealism:
"The simplest Surrealist act consists of dashing down into the street, pistol in hand, and firing blindly, as fast as you can pull the trigger, into the crowd."
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