Comments on: Thomas Sullivan: SEA LIONS IN COFFINS, GETTING LOST & WRITING WITHOUT WORDS

By: Thomas Sullivan

Thomas Sullivan — Mon, 21 Dec 2009 07:22:03 +0000

Now that’s a comment in a class by itself! I shall cherish it forever, though it in no way describes the actual master chronicler Wayne Allen Sallee. Speaking of keeping up, I just discovered a comment of yours from a month or two back that was hung up in WordPress’ ever vigilant automatic moderation. Don’t have a clue as to why it isolated it (unless you stuck out your tongue while you were writing it), but I freed it up and answered it. Thanks, amigo, and remember: “…grass don’t grow on a busy street.”

– Sully

By: Wayne Allen Sallee

Wayne Allen Sallee — Mon, 21 Dec 2009 06:20:05 +0000

I’m trying to keep up, sir. I really am. I can never read your posts without feeling like an ungrateful, little bald bug. That’s a good thing, you know.

Wayne

By: Thomas Sullivan

Thomas Sullivan — Sat, 19 Dec 2009 22:12:57 +0000

I’m honored to contribute to your 2010 mantra. That’s as close as I’m gonna come to a New Year’s resolution.

– Sully

By: Jeanie Ransom

Jeanie Ransom — Sat, 19 Dec 2009 20:45:26 +0000

I always love your posts. So much richness in the writing; so much to think about. But two sentences in particular struck me with this post: The favorite vegetables line (it belongs on a t-shirt), and the one about finding the flashes of light in the broken glass of your dreams. (I think I will make that my writing mantra for 2010).

By: Thomas Sullivan

Thomas Sullivan — Sat, 19 Dec 2009 01:18:19 +0000

Not bubble-brained at all, and pinning down the morph ground zero is what it’s all about. You add some delicious terms to the mix (definitely sans veggies), thank you very much. Guess I’m always interested in that entry point between tangible and intangibles. Sort of like trying to find the bridge between quantum theories of medicine and biology based theories of medicine. In the case of creativity not sure it can ever be totally defined, though. Maybe that’s good. Maybe that’s what makes magic magic. If we COULD nail that intersection, would we lose the copyright to our thoughts and the patent to our souls?

– Sully

By: Thomas Sullivan

Thomas Sullivan — Sat, 19 Dec 2009 01:17:36 +0000

Anne’s comment transferred from the archive blog.

Anne December 18th, 2009 at 17:12 | #15 Reply | Quote Sully,
Okay, carbon as in carbon 13, didn’t work, especially when carbonated. But it was not totally bubble brained Words and conscious thought intersect with inspiration and imagination. But where? Too often it’s sans perception. A metacognitive examination of where words enter our thought process when inspired — might morph more tangible words worth writing.

Anne

By: Thomas Sullivan

Thomas Sullivan — Fri, 18 Dec 2009 17:51:01 +0000

If beauty is in the eye of the beholder, maybe carbonation is in the imagination of the dreamer. You think? Your comments always effervesce, Anne. And that’s a great Irish quote I had never heard before. Thanks for all of it. I’m heading out soon to write without words on trails without direction…

– Sully

By: Thomas Sullivan

Thomas Sullivan — Fri, 18 Dec 2009 17:42:11 +0000

Anne’s comment is transferred from Archive blog:

Anne December 18th, 2009 at 10:18 | #13 Reply | Quote Sully,
I’ve heard when an irishmen tells you, ” to go to hell,” you think you’re going to enjoy the trip. Well, now I’m looking forward to “getting lost” more often. After reading the essay and sleeping on it, this morning’s ride through the mountains provided provoking head chatter. The debate was if WRITING WITHOUT WORDS is writing words using non-carboned form or maybe WRITING WITHOUT WORDS is what happens prior to non-carboned writing. When I got to the light, I chose work and will still have to dream about getting a printout of something in carbon form. Thanks for stirring up the veggies.

Anne

By: Thomas Sullivan

Thomas Sullivan — Thu, 17 Dec 2009 23:59:46 +0000

Maybe a dream that is not in pieces has yet to reach its potential for refracting the full spectrum of light…

– Sully

By: Janet Berliner

Janet Berliner — Thu, 17 Dec 2009 23:52:02 +0000

“…the broken glass of your dreams.” How could I not love that? Always, Janet