Running After My Hat

Ridiculous pursuits, matters solemn and less so

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  3. Woohoo!!! Where’s the champagne? When’s the party? Why aren’t you doing cartwheels across the living room floor? Great, great news. Can only imagine how you feel right now.

    Oh, and btw, here’s your 3-year-old Honey Do list. <g>

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  4. MsJax: Being addicted to writing is in some ways, I would guess, like being addicted to drink. This reminds me of a Thurber “fable for our time,” called “The Bear Who Let It Alone.” In it, a bear takes to drinking — to getting drunk — on his own:

    …He would reel home at night, kick over the umbrella stand, knock down the bridge lamps, and ram his elbows through the windows. Then he would collapse on the floor and lie there until he went to sleep. His wife was greatly distressed and his children were very frightened.

    At length the bear saw the error of his ways and began to reform. In the end he became a famous teetotaller and a persistent temperance lecturer. He would tell everybody that came to his house about the awful effects of drink, and he would boast about how strong and well he had become since he gave up touching the stuff. To demonstrate this, he would stand on his head and on his hands and he would turn cartwheels in the house, kicking over the umbrella stand, knocking down the bridge lamps, and ramming his elbows through the windows. Then he would lie down on the floor, tired by his healthful exercise, and go to sleep. His wife was greatly distressed and his children were very frightened.

    Moral: You might as well fall flat on your face as lean over too far backward.

    ([source])

    In brief: do not ask for cartwheels — you may get them!

    (Oh, and just add that Honey Do list to the top of the stack, which actually goes back 20 years.)

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  8. And yet another thing to celebrate! I lift my glass (and glasses) to you John, and can’t wait to see it all.

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  10. Thanks, all!

    We took The Stepdaughter out to dinner last night and, inevitably I guess, my own news came out (although I’d hoped it wouldn’t). It’s very hard to manage expectations in non-writers who hear that you’ve “finished” a book after three(+) years’ work: like, how could it possibly take yet another several months — at least! — just to get to the point where it’s circulating among decision-makers?

    That said, I’m declining NO congratulations. :)

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  12. whaddayamean: thank you!

    So I finally saw OK Go’s new music video today:

    Like they say there, you can view an “interactive” version of the video at http://www.allisnotlo.st. The catch — there’s always a catch — is that you must use Google’s Chrome browser (not Firefox, Safari, etc.) to view it.

    BUT if you do have Chrome installed, it gives you the option to enter text of your choice. And, after the song has played, the dancing feet spell out your selected message. Here’s mine:

    (You can also see it in motion here.)

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  13. The number of orgasmic analogies that come to mind clearly say more about my mind then about your accomplishment – suffice it to say: YAAAAAYYYY! (not sure of correct spelling or punctuation here, maybe I should edit this again…..). :-)
    Now – when do we get to read it?
    BTW: recaptcha – character for next novel (not that you’re thinking about THAT yet): Rivelyin Bornstein

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  15. brudder: From your past comments on the subject, I assume you still insist you’ll wait to read it until it’s in book form. When it will reach that stage, regrettably, is out of my hands.

    Still have some weeks ahead of me of reworking, restructuring, filling in gaps, and other miscellaneous gruntwork before it even gets presented unto other professionals (of one kind or another) for evaluation.

    (Actually, the first step will be for the author himself to re-read it!)

    You may recall that from the time I “finished” my first book until the time it hit bookstores, it took 18 months. So tack about that much time — maybe more, maybe less — onto the base estimate, too.

    Larry’s response was unprintable. :)

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