November 18, 2008
Every time I get it into my head that I might be able to write, I look at the work of a true master and remember all the years of training and experience that I don’t have.
Seems to me that writing is something that is, or is not. Do, or do not. There is no “try”. A Writer has to write. Seems to me that a Writer is always writing. Those of us who Don’t Have It can sit down occasionally and toss off something that may be Writing… it may be words strung together, perfectly punctuated, and even make sense.
And against the work of a Writer, it looks pretty sad. Like the music of a McDonald’s commercial set against the Beatles. It’s not only the years of sweat and effort, it’s the Gift. You either got it, or you don’t.
Write on, Mr Vanderleun.
July 23, 2008
Kevin Myers is a columnist in Ireland’s Independent newspaper, and seemingly is a brilliant fellow. I haven’t had time to read much of his stuff, but consider this pungent observation of the European Union:
‘Moreover, there is no “European” identity. We might share many cultural influences and traditions, but even language, proximity and similarity of culture do not confer a shared political identity, as the lowlands of Scotland and the north of England are in the melancholy process of discovering. Umbrellas like the EU are just that: no-one ever confuses the sheltered with the shelter, least of all the sheltered. And even then, just because you’re under the same shelter with someone doesn’t mean you want to have sex with them, or live together for the rest of your lives. Our ‘No’ vote is a people-sent opportunity for the governments of Europe to step back and consider our future. Do the Poles and the Spaniards and the Germans and the Swedes and the Irish have so much in common that they could genuinely have a single foreign policy and a single foreign minister that would fairly represent all their best interests?
True, Mr Myers. And to that, may I paraphrase this?
Do the Dakotans and the Carolinians and the New Yorkers and the Alaskans and the Texans have so much in common that they could genuinely have a single policy and a single government that would fairly represent all their best interests?
June 4, 2008
In the mood for some great science fiction? This tale by Kristine Kathryn Rusch is one of the best I have read this year.
Recovering Apollo 8
It’s the tale of one man’s obsession with a NASA tragedy, an obsession that defined his entire life. Included is a helping of alternate history, a dash of ironic humor, and a bunch of very good writing. Read it!
June 4, 2008
Talk about a blast from the past… this makes even more sense now than it did five years ago.
Not only will we have won the war, but we don’t even have to worry about paying war reparations. It’s the perfect plan because everybody wins. We kill all the evil terrorists, and give them some of our own currency to rebuild their country with. Eventually when we open the first Starbucks in their country, we won’t even have to worry about currency exchange because they can use the left-over money to buy beverages, and let’s face it, who could resist an ice cold frappuccino after a long war?
Put your money to work: how to win the war and make big savings.
June 3, 2008
The best explanation I have ever seen of how and why the story of the Skywalker family is written in the Force.
Any organization without opposition inevitably slides into decadence, tyranny or both. By the start of The Phantom Menace, the Jedi are by no means tyrannical, but they do seem to be on the road to decadence.
Did the Jedi Have It Coming?
June 2, 2008
Got a yen to go piratin’, eh? Ye’ll be needin’ some rules…
Hooks are the only acceptable hand substitute. However, they may not have secondary attachments such as screwdrivers, bottle openers, corkscrews, or nail files. These are Pirates we’re talking about, not Inspector Gadget.
April 25, 2008
Quoth The Thinkingest Man in the World.
Food Alarmism Underscores American Reality: “There will never be a shortage of bullshit.” @ AMERICAN DIGEST
Gerard derails the myth of food shortage with his usual style. Me, I’m all for hoarding. Your hoarding makes it easier for me to find something to eat in the ruins of your house, after your sweet flesh has been devoured by rampaging hordes of The Undead.
I hope there are hordes of hoarders out there. After you have whored your talent in the corporate horde, hoard a hoard against the horde.
For the Horde!