Sunday, September 20, 2015

So it goes...

I'm listening to an audiobook version of Slaughterhouse 5 and the guy reading it is all wrong. It's Ethan Hawke (?) and every time he says, "So it goes..." it sounds like he's trying to seduce someone. I'm not sure that's what Vonnegut was going for...

The funny thing is that he's reading the part about wars being like glaciers and trying to stop them is just as easy as trying to stop a glacier. Boy! Talk about dated! I remember an episode of a 1970s  television show that Leonard Nemoy hosted in which he theorized that the world was going to freeze over because those darn glaciers were going to keep going and going and engulf all of human society.

The joke was on them. Vonnegut and Nemoy had no idea that global warming was going to stop all those mighty glaciers! Oh, Vonnegut! As he drove here and there in his car, as he turned on his electronics, as he turned on the lights so he could see his typewriter or whatever he had... He was stopping those glaciers. Goddam! He did a good job at doing it too. We all helped, I'm happy to say.

Ha!

So it goes...

***

And so it goes for me. I'm currently holed up in my mind. I've refused to socialize outside of work. Socializing with my current social circle is part of the Tower I'm supposed to tear down. Spending less time with poisonous acquaintances is part of my healing.

Meanwhile, the heat here gives me little to do except look for agents. I'm researching now. The LAX story is pretty and trim and ready for others to see it.

So, I'm looking for eyes to see it. My Josephine could care less that it's ready and readable, but that's her loss because I think it's funny. I laugh when I read some parts of it. And boy, did I read it. I've read it like twenty times already, front to back. My eyes sweating. My face itching. I read all of it.

On another front, I keep looking at all the other projects that are ready for revisions. I'm working on another one, the one for kids, and finally (I hope) I can push forward with it. I need another 20,000 words on it to make it acceptable as a Fantasy.

So it goes...

***

One of my acquaintance-friends revealed on Facebook that he has a brain tumor and its malignant. Likely, he's going to die from it or the treatment will so horribly crush him that he won't be his cheery self. He's a movie buff and likes rare stuff (I always liked that about him). He always fills his posts with rare anecdotes about this director or that film, most of which I have never even heard of.

The odd thing was that I didn't know what to say when he revealed that to us on the Facebook. The comments were filled with prayers and such, but I'm not religious. I thought about adding to the comments, "Valar morghulis," to cheer him up. But that seemed inappropriate. He would get the joke and laugh about it, but I could just imagine the backlash from his friends who wouldn't think it was so hilarious.

Well, he did something for me. All my little physical ailments seem less severe. I'm not the kind of person to seriously consider suicide, but if I was and I had read that post about his tumor... it would have cured me of that. How dare I complain about aches and discomforts, physical and spiritual! I don't have a malignant tumor trying to kill me, so I'm thankful.

So it goes...

***

I've targeted ten agents to write my first query letters to. I'll be writing personalized letters to each this week and the week after that; likely, they'll reply with form rejection letters to my personalized letters.. Mmm... I'm going to create a folder just for rejection letters and compare them.

My goal is to also go to conferences and pitch this thing or at least show it to agents during those reading sessions they sell. At least they can't give you form rejection letters during those!

Ha. Hahaha. Ha.

I just want to laugh as Ethan Hawke reads Slaughterhouse 5 in his suave voice and reminds me of all those guys who have much better looking girlfriends than the ones I can get now. My Josephine trumps all of them though.

She's not my girl though...

So it goes...

So it goes...

So it goes...


Ha!



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