Archive for August, 2010
It’s that time again, my scrumptious little beef nuggets. Somehow, the mad-eyed users of the wide-mouthed Internet come tumbling down from darkest shadow and find this here website through some truly puzzling search terms. Get out your bingo cards, and as I call out a new search term, punch your square and get ready for some bingo.
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But music is a part of our lives, right? Curiously, it’s less a part of my life than it used to be — music is one of those many things that fractured, like cracks in a kicked mirror, and now our music culture is no longer as homogenized as it was before. On the one hand, that’s a great thing, right? Lots of micro-audiences. Lots of niches. A wider variety of music.
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Writing a story is hard enough. Selling that short fiction is its own circle of Hell, so, would love to hear not only the experiences of you who have chosen to undertake this crazy, uhhh, undertaking, but also those of you who have been in the trenches trying to sell all along. How have your experiences been? Any advice from the old-timers?
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I have a new desk coming that was on clearance at Bon-Ton, but now it’s delayed and won’t get here till the end of the month, which leaves me on a wobbly old glass-top desk in a half-completed office. This is fine, I’ll manage, but I’m looking forward to getting this battlestation fully operational, y’know?
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Slater, a flight attendant, got bitched at and maybe knocked in the head by some passenger using the overhead bin door, then went to the intercom, said some shit, grabbed two beers, blew the emergency door and slid to freedom. It’s a helluva way to quit your job. But the slant on the story was a little different. “Hero!” “Working-Class Hero!” “Folk Hero!” What the fuck? Really?
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