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Friday 23 March 2007
Whilst I'm Away... (Part 3)
Finley was the only one of the dinner party mainstays who ever changed his cheesecake order. Yet even his unpredictability was predictable, always requesting something new, always requesting something different from what everyone else did, always requesting a combination that could only be described as ‘peculiar’.Thursday 22 March 2007
Whilst I'm Away... (Part 2)
When the interrogators left the room, Finley tried not to laugh.He knew they were at least watching him through the one-way mirror if not also listening to him through hidden microphones. He stared straight ahead at the grey concrete wall and stifled the urge to snicker by breathing deeply through his nose. He didn't want to provoke them by laughing but it was difficult not to. He moderated his breaths, counting them to distract himself.
Wednesday 21 March 2007
Whilst I'm Away... (Part 1)
I've scheduled Quixoticisms to post each evening of my hospital stay. As I mentioned before, a big part of my plans during the next two months while I'm in the States is to prepare my manuscript to send to agents. I haven't looked at "The Finley Project" in months. I was forced to put it aside for gigs that guaranteed money. Unfortunately this did not guarantee personal or professional satisfaction. A change of scenery and my recent conversion to optimism seems to be a good time to revisit Finley and his story.Sunday 14 May 2006
And there went my afternoon...
"For 2,000 years, the universal library, together with other perennial longings like invisibility cloaks, antigravity shoes and paperless offices, has been a mythical dream that kept receding further into the infinite future." - The New York Times Magazine article by...Wednesday 10 May 2006
Too Late to Write a Paragraph
I remember staying all night in the NYU main library, working (even though I didn't go to NYU) because my artist roommates needed rock music to finish their homework and I needed silence to finish mine. It was 3 against 1 so I always lost the sound battle. Once I escaped roommate-dom, I remember being so distracted by household tasks - I need to mop the kitchen floor! I should hang bookshelves! - that I wouldn't be able to finish my next article. And I remember realizing that I was spending more money on coffee at Ziggie's Cafe each month that I was on my public transportation fares, telephone service, and gym membership combined. But these were all the prices that had to be paid as a New York Writer.Saturday 18 February 2006
The Ghosts of Literatures Past vs. The Ghosts of Literatures Future
I love being a professional writer if only because I never have to feel lazy for laying on the couch and reading. I'm doing research.continue reading "The Ghosts of Literatures Past vs. The Ghosts of Literatures Future" »
Tuesday 20 December 2005
It's Like a Movie Trailer, but for a Book
I generally maintain a code of silence about current writing projects. There's no easier way to break a creative flow or completely jinx an idea than by blabbing about it. You'd think with my current (bad) luck streak, I'd stick to my superstitions. Of course not...continue reading "It's Like a Movie Trailer, but for a Book" »