The Ghostwriter in the Machine.: Bent.

The Ghostwriter in the Machine.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Bent.

She looked across at him bathed in the damp light of the LCD television. He seemed sadder and his nose more bent than usual.

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Anonymous Author: I am the literary voice whose sobriquet is synonymous with pseudonym. I exist only through the benevolence of language. As Ferdinand de Saussure once said to me while I was reading a telegram from Descartes: "Anonymous Author, no word is inherently meaningful. Rather a word is only a 'signifier,' or the representation of something, and it must be combined in the brain with the 'signified,' or the thing itself, in order to form a meaning-imbued 'sign.' In dismantling 'signs' we come to an empirical understanding of how humans synthesize physical stimuli into words and other abstract concepts." I agree. My interests include synesthesia and its close association with competitive pig-calling. My favourite colour is the shade of taupe that signifies the high tide mark in a well-used bathtub.

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