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January 24th, 2014


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02:37 pm
Last night, the sound of a telephone ringing in a distant room as Simone Dinnerstein paused between movements of Bach’s Two-Part Inventions for keyboard. It was, in fact, someone’s cell phone. The canned trill of a rotary phone. I heard the owner, or maybe someone else, mutter Jesus, as whoever it was groped to uncover the phone and silence it. As the ring persisted, Dinnerstein sat, movement suspended, waiting. The entire auditorium waiting. The ringing, after a small eternity, silenced, she began again.

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From:grashupfer
Date:January 24th, 2014 09:05 pm (UTC)
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Wow. Reads like the opening scene of a film treatment.
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From:thelican
Date:January 24th, 2014 10:47 pm (UTC)
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Hey. Fuck you!

:P (Admittedly, no emoticon is really appropriate for my tone.)
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From:grashupfer
Date:January 24th, 2014 11:17 pm (UTC)
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I'm not sure I understand your response to my comment but I'll take it as a signal to amscray.
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From:thelican
Date:January 25th, 2014 12:22 am (UTC)
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No, no! I dint mean it like that! (I guess I should have said something like "ISWYDT.")

I saw you alluding to my criticism of a novel in my previous post, and then, joshingly (I assumed), applying it to my little bit of writing here. I meant no offense -- just acknowledging the joshing.

I should have narrated it. "Hey." I glanced up, grinning wickedly. "Fuck you!"

Or maybe more exclamation points? This new media is hard. (But please, lemme be clear, I wasn't yelling at you!)
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From:proximoception
Date:January 25th, 2014 02:41 am (UTC)
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Classy musician, amazing name.

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