Thursday, September 04, 2008
"Oh Five is Such a Pretty Number..."
Photo of the Yesterday: At the 2nd Ave. F train station. Obviously, the MTA is a little behind on changing posters. Either that, or someone just likes looking at vintage 1983 Carrie Fisher.
Novel progress today: 1015 words. I checked, Word IS counting every single word. That means for three days in a row my word count has ended in five. The Law of Fives - let me go reread the Illuminatus Trilogy. Notes: Ken got upset watching TV. Poor little guy. Pilgrim irked Joe. Joe fought with Ralph some more, this time from Joe's perspective. Pilgrim's ability to see people's pasts is becoming more prominent. Was this an ability he always had? Will it push things in a new direction? I think I'll just let events take their course...
As Stephen King and many other authors have suggested, I'm making sure I read every day as well as write. Not a chore, of course. I love it. Joe doesn't- something I'll never understand. Books were my best friends when I was a kid, and if they were controversial ones that gave my Sainted Sicilian Catholic parents apoplexy, all the better. I just breezed through Vonnegut's God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater. (Question: Who would win in a hand-to-hand deathmatch between Ayn Rand and Kurt Vonnegut? Objectivism vs. socialism tonight, only on Pay-Per-View!) I've started Invisible Man (Ralph Ellison, not H.G. Wells.) What is it with certain people at work who can't figure out that if I'm reading during lunch it's because I FUCKING WANT TO READ. I'm not reading just to pass the time in the hope that some brilliant conversationalist like you will come and engage me. Jesus H. Tap-Dancing Christ!
Off topic- a black guy just sat down next to me on the R train wearing jeans, a flowered (but tasteful) button-down shirt, a tie, giant sunglasess, and a mohawk. VIVA LA 80s!