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Writing Wonderland

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Writing Wonderland

* An escalation by Beau Cyphre *


Wonderland...

Stories come and go in a place like this, and if you want to be up to date you should visit regularly. Wonderland's a place full of surprises, and it's not just about upcoming (german) eBooks like Educating Juliette (Lesson 1: Namen sind nichts, Namen sind alles), it's also about projects for the near future, about mystery shots like The Skeleton Keys - stay tuned, Maria Amanda - and horror stories you can't read anywhere else right now.

So if you get an invitation to find this great place beyond the rabbit hole, jump right in!


And if you're down there:


Everything you ever dreamed of...

So why are you here?

Writing Wonderland means creating a new world, 'cause exploring a new world means forgetting the old, and with the power of your imagination you're able to do everything, maybe even install some of Wonderland's magic in your everyday life.
So push the envelope as far as you can, neglect all boundaries and laugh about all limits. If you've been able to follow the white rabbit and dared to jump into the rabbit hole, you're down here to lift you and everyone up as high as your imagination's deep, and the deeper you dive, the higher you'll fly. The more you're fascinated yourself, the more you'll be able to fascinate others, so dare everything...

Wonderland will be the place where first things really are first before they show up anywhere else, and I'll not just experiment with stories, I'll also try some new things with feedbacks going much deeper into this secret land Oz than before, so stay tuned!
I remember the 12th of November 2010, and I was in a trance when I wrote:

It's difficult to get naked without losing control, and too many pictures of naked women look beautiful but profane, making up the visual equivalent to chewing gum: Full taste at the beginning, but then you just want to spit it out.
But here you are, a wonderful and unforgettable girl perfectly in control, manifesting real art with every single one of your nudes, and it's great to feel stimulated in so many ways looking at your pictures: There's something for the hot and steamy dreams, something for the sensual world, the land of magicians and fairies. There's something for the movies in my mind, and there are a lot of things to write about.
And this one here, this single picture is much more than just another wet dream. Your body's psychedelic colors, and every shade speaks of hidden things, and I hear you moan and whisper in the dark, and your heart sings to me songs about your irresistible lover, and dark night becomes day for my lunatic eyes to praise the sun and the moon and the stars all the time, forever and ever. Amen.


Down the rabbit hole: Writing Wonderland




Hey y'all! If you want to be an active member in the new, uncensored Wonderland I need your email-address to invite you to this tumblr. Then you're able to post videos, texts, pictures - whatever you think fits in Wonderland, a place like no other on the web.

Contact me: Beau.Cyphre@gmail.com
Subject: Wonderland

You'll get an invitation asap.


Deeper down the rabbit hole: Writing Wonderland




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May I... watch? Or shall I go any... further? I'm not the one to ask, and you're not the one to complain about things that feel so good. I never knew that my tongue could do things like that, and while your fingers do the walk in and out, my wild dreams are all about the smell and taste of your precious, your oh so precious red rose, and when I'm finally there you're completely there, too: The best things always come in one, but I will ask for the second coming.

Taken from: THE ART CRIMES: Private Party
THE ART CRIMES: Private Party

* An escalation by Beau Cyphre - with an illustration by bittersweetvenom *

Did you ever think about all the things you could do when you're alone? Sure you did, and you know a lot of games to play at your private party. 
I think there'll be some of your friends with you right now, and it feels great to celebrate your birthday, but in the end you're alone in the night, and the best of all pleasures come in the dark. I dreamed about these hands tonight, moving in circles and the fingers doing all their little dances, their spins and turns until you get higher and higher.
Orgasm feels like flying sometimes




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NicolasScheerbarth's avatar
"So push the envelope as far as you can, neglect all boundaries and laugh about all limits."

Gerade die größte Freiheit macht oft auch am meisten Angst. Grenzen sind nicht nur Grenzen, sie geben auch Orientierung. Ich lobe das nicht, doch es ist die Erkenntnis, dass Menschen so denken.

Ich veranstalte auf der Seite, die ich selbst betreue, gerade einen Geschichten-Wettbewerb. Da kam in der Vorphase der Wunsch auf, dass man doch Themenvorgaben haben möchte (abgesehen davon, dass die Seite selbst einen gewissen Grundrahmen vorgibt). Aber es gab auch Gegenstimmen. Und so habe ich mich entschlossen, die vorgeschlagenen Unterthemen als Empfehlungen stehen zu lassen. Wer diese Hilfe braucht, kann sich bedienen - aber keiner muss. Ich bin sehr gespannt.

Doch auch in meinem eigenen Schreiben stoße ich immer mal wieder an die Grenzen der Grenzenlosigkeit. Eines meiner Bücher - Fluss der Lust - erfüllt vielleicht die Vorstellung echter Grenzüberschreitung, wenn auch nur durch einen im Grunde banalen dramaturgischen Trick, den ich mir bei Samuel R. Delany (US-amerikanischer SF-Schriftsteller) abgeguckt habe: Das Geschehen ist in eine Endlosschleife eingebettet; es gibt keinen Anfang, kein Ende, keine Ursache, keine Folgen. Aber dazu muss man auch in Stimmung sein, und das bin ich selten. Ich habe seit über einem Jahr eine ähnlich heftige Story in der Schublade, zu einem Drittel geschrieben, für die mir irgendwie jeder Ansatz zum Weiterschreiben fehlt - gerade weil sie ganz brutal jede Grenze verachten will. Doch man soll ja die Hoffnung nie aufgeben ... ;)