"Use All The Crayons!" .... Monday, Monday; workdays
Someday I’m going to write a book about the book I’ve just written. It started out as a book oabout Parkinson’s and wound up being a book about life.
Original title: “The Art of Living Suddenly: How to Deal with a Parkinson’s Diagnosis (and other things that suck).”
Now if you turn that into a word shuffle game you can highlight words that turn the title into “HOW TO DEAL WITH THINGS THAT SUCK.”
One thing that sucks is trying to write a book that will earn the publisher’s approval when you’ve never even once spoken with that publisher.
This book started out as a book that was being done how it was supposed to be done.
I secured an agent who found a prestigious publisher who sent me a contract. I’ll avoid, for now, the petty details — heck, I’m going to avoid even the relevant ones.
So the book is done, I’m very pleased with it and the small circle of folks who’ve read it have responded with exactly the type of feedback an author could desire.
I’m in the final edits. You know how you can tell the edits are final?
You’re so goddamned sick of your own words you can’t imagine wanting anything to do with the book again.
I hope to have some positive news soon.
What am I talking about? Here’s some positive news right away … My phone weather app is showing a 50-degree day about a week from today!
Today’s theme … Monday, Monday, workdays
• Your life will be appreciably more balanced & sane if you wake up Monday & realize your job isn't nearly as important as you think it is.
• I’ll never understand the voluntary insanity of busting your ass for 5 days straight only to wage war with nature on the 2 days you're given to relax. We've reached a stage where we return to our Monday toils in need of 2 precious days to relax. We're all weakened by our weekends.
• News report says New Delhi discount days failing to drive sales the way experts predicted. Know what that means? Goodbye rupee Tuesday!
• Americans Against Stupid Silent Letters unite! It's no longer Wednesday. Let's all make it Wensday! (this message brought to you by AASSL)
• Bible says our bodies are temples. On Friday nights, mine is more like a honky tonk. Some beer's been spilled, some of the furniture is busted & it smells kinda funny. But the folks are friendly, the peanuts are free and the good music never ends.
• Not saying local volunteer fire fighters join for purely social reasons, but it is suspicious the town whore house catches fire every Friday at 8 p.m.
Randoms …
• I thought about taking my watch apart to count all the pieces, but just don't have the time to kill.
• My way to really stick it to the publishing industry. I'm calling my next work, "The Big Hands-On Book of Glues & Other Adhesives," so every review will have to include the words, "Could Not Put it Down!”
• I hope I never need the info, but because you just never know: what do you yell when you see a tall duck about to hit his head on a low branch and how badly confused would the hapless fowl be if you yelled, “Duck!"
• Dreamt I was involved in an immoral activity with a prominent female. Her lawyers offered a large sum of money to avoid a scandal. Dream me refused. Dream me has more character than wide-awake me.
• I enjoy watching movies about people who would never dream of watching movies. I enjoy watching #CaptainFantastic