What do people mean by an "Aspergian style of writing"?

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If a person can make a trash bag on the street intimate, I would account that person a genius. Writers like James Joyce can do that.

Alas, there is sometimes torture in being a genius.

If only I has some genius to be tortured about, and to find ways to extirpate the tortuous aspects of that “genius.”

I don’t count myself a genius but Spike Milligan was and he suffered mightily. Bi-Polar is a cruel mistress. RIP Spike

When i was a senior in HS, i had an english teacher who always asigned a 'weekend writing' on fridays. In this paper, we had to write about what we did in the weekend. For me, it was a dull assignment because i did the same thing every weekend to a T. After about 3 or 4 weeks of this, i started typing it up n saving it. Next friday i opened it up to change only the date and resubmit. Eventually he caught on. It took him longer than i thought it would. I guess some teachers really dont take the time to read every word. He finally approached me one friday and told me to use descriptive details to fill the page. Ahem, descriptive detail you say? i dont care for writing when i dont have to, but he asked for it this time.

I started with my wake up routine on saturday morning, from the smell of my pits, to the sound urine makes in a bowl as it is filled. On and on about every slimy detail i could think of. I got an A+, but my mom was furious for some reason. She asked if i have no shame. I think i said no... No shame in my descriptive details. Ive written like that ever since, minus the bathroom n bedroom stuff.

Nowadays, my descriptive details are used for good, like teaching (mentoring) or dream recollection. I used to fill books n books of remembered dreams.

Go to Settings -> General -> Keyboard -> Predictive text
And turn it off.

Bless you Sir Raleigh. You are a gentleman and a scholar.

I am the One and Only Wolfman

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I bet you would dig Thelonious Monk, Bunny.

I wrote so fairly dark stuff at school, but I never got put in a psych ward for it.

When I was about nine years old I wrote a story about an aristocratic man who took his servants for granted, particularly this one female servant who was madly in love with him but would never tell, until one day this demonic voice convinced him to go into the woods alone.

A lurking creature possessed the man and took him to a clearing where he stumbled upon what looked like a beautiful lake. The voice urged him to swim in the lake, so he did.

However, when the voice became silent, the illusion of a lake disappeared and he was left alone in a pool of his servant’s blood and surrounded by dead bodies.

The man was disturbed, and as he looked around the woods he realised that all of his servants were dead. He was hit with overwhelming loneliness and regret, the man had never stopped to consider just how much his servants were a big part of his life, and now that he had…it was too late.

Thinking about it…. maybe that story was a contributing factor into why they made me see the school counsellor.

Although they made us read books at that age which were technically classed as “Young adult novels” such as “Freak the mighty”, also we read a book that talked about drowning kittens, not to mention the rather graphic Bible passages we covered (I'm an atheist though, despite the fact I went to a religious Primary school), so I don’t think they were that concerned about disturbing imagery.

Yeah, I had an unusual childhood. Somehow, I doubt that many people were expected to read young adult novels in Primary school, haha.

In fact, I read my school reports from Primary and they say that I “have a way with words” (except the time when I was selectively mute... since it goes without saying that I wasn't particularly good with words then. ), and none of them express any concern about the kind of material that I wrote.

When I was 16 nearly 17, one of our tasks was to write from the perspective of a man who was being buried alive, and I went into a lot of detail with that one... I found it difficult to write because I kept wincing as I imagined it.

Then we had another task which was to write about the funeral of a cartoon character. Also, I remember a time where I had to write from the perspective of a slave, and that definitely went to some dark places.

But none of this was a concern to anyone, in fact sometimes it was even praised.

When I was 17 I was entered into this creative writing workshop, and our teacher took part in slam poetry in London, she was looking for entrants for the national poetry slam competition and when she saw my poetry she suggested that I enter, and also offered to write me a reference for this writing course in London. I turned it down though, because I already had plans for University, and also I didn’t want to move that far.

^^That aristocrat story has a good strong idea behind it, maybe you should think about rewriting it. It sounds as if quite a few people think you have talent, don't dismiss the idea of being a writer too quickly.

Pretty amazing for a nine-year-old. Perhaps even prodigious.

Wow, now this is creative. I think I fell in love!

Kip,

I love this! Very creative! This cat lover thinks it is PURR-fect!

Well, personally I thought it was a bit cliche' and not exactly my best work, although I suppose it was alright considering I was nine.

I could have a go at rewriting it though, there are some definite improvements that I could make to it.

Also, I've been thinking about rewriting another story of mine.

For a writing competition I entered a story about a hallucinating prisoner in solitary confinement, who can't remember anyone in his life, including even his own wife, and as he fades in an out of consciousness/ reality he remembers what he did that he is in prison for, and what his life was like before he was stuck behind bars.

It didn't win, but it was alright story. Perhaps a bit overdone, yet fun to write.