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<h1 id="mfa-surprise-day-2-jennifer-knox">MFA &mdash; Surprise day 2 &mdash; Jennifer Knox</h1>
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<li>Possession &mdash; reader can see the subject everywhere in the setting<ul>
<li>Tracers, Echoes, Reflections, Mutations</li>
<li>Seeing aspects of the subject in things around it</li>
<li>Visual synchronicity</li>
<li>Possession is a kind of synchronicity or haunting</li>
<li>Showing the subject who is elsewhere in the world, but you see them in the way the world moves</li>
<li>Intellectual dexterity</li>
<li>Transposition &mdash; manage to say the Name, then leaving it entirely</li>
<li>Explanations != necessary</li>
<li>Surprise = distance</li>
<li>Possession = familiar</li>
<li>body/shape</li>
<li>color</li>
<li>Sound/speech/diction</li>
<li>movement</li>
<li>history/age as distance</li>
<li>Context (high/low)</li>
<li>The penguin:<ul>
<li>Too many suits move in too many lines.<br />
They circle banquet tables, hawk-eyed,<br />
hunting crudites, canapés, bruscheta.<br />
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Fingers ferry food &mdash; fish, perhaps &mdash; finding<br />
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slack-jawed mouths already open,<br />
squawking at wayward children<br />
or bemoaning The Market,<br />
whatever that may be.<br />
At some point, who cares how long ago,<br />
death surfaced, claimed one, submerged again.<br />
Who knows how well they knew him,<br />
their backs turned, studiously<br />
deciding that he is no longer of them?<br />
one could never guess.<br />
We can say his suit was very fine, perhaps,<br />
that the room is tastefully furnished,<br />
the coffin silver, the bar, open,<br />
quite good, and none of them are drunk yet,<br />
or at least none look it.<br />
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&ldquo;Good man, good man,&rdquo; they mutter,<br />
doing all they can to convince each other<br />
through well-rehearsed performances,<br />
that this must be the case.<br />
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The silently bereaved already sit graveside.</li>
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<li>Tigers and clouds<ul>
<li>Specific vs nonspecific</li>
<li>Everything/everybody is a ratio of tigers to clouds</li>
<li>Attention suggests worthiness, power, love</li>
<li>Misdirection = conscious or unconscious</li>
<li>Surprise = expectations</li>
<li>The automatic brain says &ldquo;That <em>deserves</em></li>
<li>Fact: the more numerous your specifics are, the more likely they are to be wrong or a lie (paper)</li>
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<li>Cloud-tigers &mdash; tiger combos that create crystal-clear impossibilities (specificities in weird combos: Rabid Raccoon Energy Drink)<ul>
<li>January Nail Polish</li>
<li>Michigan moonstones</li>
<li>Black banana sunrise</li>
<li>Dodge Dart dance party</li>
<li>Citicard customer service penguin</li>
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<li>Choose a less familiar character. Three details that should be tigers, three clouds (Tycho):<ul>
<li>Clouds: accent/voice quality, body shape/size, age</li>
<li>Tigers: anxiety, walk, clothing</li>
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<li>Switch clouds and tigers. Choose one new tiger and one new cloud and write a paragraph describing the character (bonus: cloud-tiger):<ul>
<li>Codrin was not tall, and Dear certainly was not &mdash; the historian certainly stood taller than it &mdash; but every time he was near, Tycho felt that he dwarfed the two. He was tall enough that he could see clear over Codrin&rsquo;s head, even above those flyaways that graced eir crown, and could easily have rested his chin atop Dear&rsquo;s or True Name&rsquo;s head without lifting it at all. &ldquo;You, who have your head in the clouds and feet on the ground,&rdquo; he remembered True Name having said about the Bălans, and the phrase had stuck with him. His feet were a steel-toed anchor, and though he towered above the others, he could never name the feeling of being that much closer to his beloved stars.</li>
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