make it stop

Skronk Tectonics 3: Pesadilla Verdosa

Did you notice you don’t stop ‘til you really stop?

What does that even mean? Panta said.

Well, Moira said, imagine a bunch of barking dogs or cats meowing to Jingle Bells, it doesn’t stop in your head even when it stops in real time. You’ll never rewire those synapses to do anything else; they’re forever programmed to bring those dogs and cats back in moments that you least expect it, or want it. Forevermore, those neural connections will do nothing else, those electrochemical passageways will do nothing but wait in ambush to bring it back at inopportune moments.

It sounds like you’re describing PTSD, Panta said.

I’m describing a bad dream. A greenish and sick nightmare. No more. Make it stop.

What I’m reading:

“My whole process starts by free writing dialogue. Before I even have characters. I’ll write a sentence that has some traction for me. And then I answer that sentence.”

—Vanessa Veselka / The Creative Independent interview

About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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