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Daily Deviation
August 25, 2010
"Just when I thought it was okay to smile, a beautiful visual emotion followed to induce sadness. This piece is so wonderfully constructed!" So says the suggester about the surreal vignette Hotel Rules by ~mtroubadour.
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The lobby and front entrance are strictly out of bounds.
In the car park, if you ask yourself any of these questions – how you're going to get out of a spot, whether you're allowed to park there, if the monster truck beside you will crush your car when it leaves, if you'll crush the motor scooter in the next stall, whether your car will roll onto a different level, if you'll be able to find your car again, etc. – you're behaving normally and you will almost certainly find your car in the same state and location that you left it in.
Use the service staircase and corridor to avoid surprises. The more lush and carpeted a staircase is, the more dangerous it is.
If you see anyone, do not go with them. Continue straight up to your room. It doesn't matter whether they're a pretty cleaning lady or a bizarre-looking alien. Do not step onto the official floor (carpeted, a regulation 16.7cm above the concrete service landing). Do not follow them. If you hear music, do your best.
The elevators do not go to the car park. However, if you do take a ride, be advised that they travel so fast (on the outside) that there is no guarantee you will be the same person when you step out. It's best not to look at the floor counter or buttons and concentrate on getting back to your floor. Hence the saying, 'Explorers rarely return home'.
Once you find your room, there may be other, occasional occupants. Don't worry about having to use the room at the same time as them (the bathroom least of all, unless one of them likes to experiment). Be polite, but not too friendly. Do not sleep in someone else's bed or one someone else has made up for you. Do not make any deals or promises, no matter how appealing. Going out with them for an evening is only advisable if they are quite smashed at the start. Do not argue with them if the room changes. In fact, it's best if you don't complain to anyone, really.
In the car park, if you ask yourself any of these questions – how you're going to get out of a spot, whether you're allowed to park there, if the monster truck beside you will crush your car when it leaves, if you'll crush the motor scooter in the next stall, whether your car will roll onto a different level, if you'll be able to find your car again, etc. – you're behaving normally and you will almost certainly find your car in the same state and location that you left it in.
Use the service staircase and corridor to avoid surprises. The more lush and carpeted a staircase is, the more dangerous it is.
If you see anyone, do not go with them. Continue straight up to your room. It doesn't matter whether they're a pretty cleaning lady or a bizarre-looking alien. Do not step onto the official floor (carpeted, a regulation 16.7cm above the concrete service landing). Do not follow them. If you hear music, do your best.
The elevators do not go to the car park. However, if you do take a ride, be advised that they travel so fast (on the outside) that there is no guarantee you will be the same person when you step out. It's best not to look at the floor counter or buttons and concentrate on getting back to your floor. Hence the saying, 'Explorers rarely return home'.
Once you find your room, there may be other, occasional occupants. Don't worry about having to use the room at the same time as them (the bathroom least of all, unless one of them likes to experiment). Be polite, but not too friendly. Do not sleep in someone else's bed or one someone else has made up for you. Do not make any deals or promises, no matter how appealing. Going out with them for an evening is only advisable if they are quite smashed at the start. Do not argue with them if the room changes. In fact, it's best if you don't complain to anyone, really.
Literature
Conversation...
Conversation waiting for the Train
1.
It pisses me off when he pretends
to sleep like that
his eyelids flutter and that's how I know he's faking.
Maybe I will live in Battery Park
Dirty grey water slapping against the wall
Why a wall?
That way no hypodermic sand.
Ha ha.
Mmm.
The statue's nice, too, when you can see it.
I like the trees best, and the
grass.
The bums are interesting
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Emotion
The noise is unbearable. It runs through your body and cracks your soul; the sound of fear. It's high pitched, like a scream from a horror movie. Primal. We've evolved in such a way that such a sound sends terror pulsing through us. It's a chain reaction.
Your muscles clench; that's the sound of your wife dying. All the worst thoughts pulse through your head; your mind serves only to exacerbate your horror. Eventually, you can't hear the screaming anymore, not over the sound of your heartbeat. The perfect engine in your chest pumps faster and faster; th
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The Great Wall
When papers ask me where I'm from, I write "Seattle," because they don't want to know the real answer. When people ask me where I'm from, I say "downtown," and they take a good look at me and take that to mean "Chinatown."
My parents run one of the zillion dim sum restaurants here. They're what the white kids at school call "fresh off the boat." Most of the people here are. They don't speak English at home, and they try not to at work. They don't watch anything on American TV; they read the local Chinese paper and watch the one Asian channel, pausing to turn off the TV in disgust whenever one of the five daily Korean soap operas comes on. On
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If only there were a "Surreal" category for prose. Or "Dreams", there seems to be a lot of them on here.
My brain apparently enjoys repeating itself. Or maybe it's really an extended metaphor for, e.g, the cold dark car-park of my soul.
My brain apparently enjoys repeating itself. Or maybe it's really an extended metaphor for, e.g, the cold dark car-park of my soul.
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This is wonderful. I write surrealist literature quite often, maybe you can give it a try?