"Everywhere I go, I'm asked if I think the universities stifle writers. My opinion is that they don't stifle enough of them." ~Flannery O'Connor
Very chuffed to have a short story published by The Saturday Evening Post. The near-300-year-old magazine has printed stories by some of my idols, including Kurt Vonnegut.
This is a bit more sentimental than my usual fare, so it's a bit off-brand, but I'm still pleased with how it turned out:
Having my novel next to Kurt Vonnegut's masterful Slaughterhouse-Five on the Amazon bestseller list for satire and humor is an early Christmas gift.
Vonnegut is my literary hero, fyi :)
Is "straightforward answer" too big an area? I think so.
Love Tom Gauld's brain!
To be fair, it's the content of books that turns me on, not the shape.
Do crisp pages do it for you? The musky scent of an older tome? Or are you into leather (covers.)
I would pay serious money to see Drunk Robot Macbeth on Mars. But you should give Stalinist Cowboy Othello with a New Ending a miss. It's predictable and jejune.
Ignatius was working. That was the first rule for writers. It wasn’t about the tools, his teachers had said, back in school. It was about discipline. Work.
A writer must write, even if, as Thomas Mann said: “A writer is someone for whom writing is harder than for other people.”
Of course, he might find a pen somewhat less of a challenge than the over-sized novelty pencil. And he’d heard great things about something called a word processor. Maybe regular-sized paper?
No! he thought. It’s not about the tools.
Another tiny sheet of paper ripped apart, unable to withstand Ignatius’s impatience and the giant pencil. He sighed, and started his to do list again.
Photo by Natalie Dawn, via Flickr.
Another disturbing thought from Kurt Vonnegut (in Bluebeard, 1987).
This happened to one of the main character's father in The Amadeus Net. He was a dissident writing in Prague, but after the Velvet Revolution, he had nothing to spur him to write.
Joy comes in many forms and sometimes it’s a fat wookie in a space helmet.
(More often it's a book.)
Seriously, I know that for some, the feel, smell and tactile joy of paper is hard to give up, but if you're on the road, it's awfully nice to be able to load up an ereader with all the books you think you may need. (This is always more than I can possibly read in the time allotted, but hope springs eternal.)
Let's hope she's at least already READ some of the canon :)