diplomatic_lies
Master Don Juan
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Hey does anyone here read fiction books? I've noticed people don't read much fiction these days.
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
Yeah, and it's called non-nonfictionDemon said:Wait, there's something other than nonfiction? :woo:
Have you read any Jorge Luis Borges? He's pretty Kafkaesque, and his story 'The Garden of Ever-Forking paths' inspired both my novel and quantum physics.Vincent said:Currently I'm reading Kafka on the shore. If you haven't read it, I highly recomend it, it's a fantastic book.
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
Because it's fun? Not everything we do has to revolve around reality. Nothing wrong with a little bit of escape once in a while.Exp said:What's so good about reading books that have zero connection to reality?
Nowadays I don't read anything but law books and books about FOREX."We have to live without sympathy, don't we? That's impossible of course. We act it to one another, all this hardness; but we aren't like that really, I mean... one can't be out in the cold all the time; one has to come in from the cold... d'you see what I mean?"
"Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep"...great book to read. Better than the movie based on the book "Blade Runner", which was also good.diplomatic_lies said:Has anyone read anything by Phillip D!ck? He was this old 50s sci-fi writer, pretty interesting stories.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
because they ARE connected to reality, or else no one would read them. LoTR has to do with WWII, Chronicles of Narnia has to do with Christianity, etc etcExp said:What's so good about reading books that have zero connection to reality?
They're fun?Exp said:What's so good about reading books that have zero connection to reality?
lmao, I bet you're a blast at book club parties.Exp said:What's so good about reading books that have zero connection to reality?
I hear that a lot, and a lot of people who say so think that the One Ring is supposed to be an allegory to the Atomic Bomb. J.R.R. Tolkien had always denied that LoTR was an allegory to WWII. He did write it during WWII. Most suspect that he just used his own WWI experiences to add realism to the book though. Tolkien always said he disliked allegory though and he wrote LoTR as a narrative vehichle for the Middle Earth world he created in the Silmarillon (which was still a messy pile of notes then and still reads more as a history book than a narrative).Microphone Fiend said:because they ARE connected to reality, or else no one would read them. LoTR has to do with WWII, Chronicles of Narnia has to do with Christianity, etc etc
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.