"my imagination is unparalleled .... I know.... I'm like Walt Disney...."
"Walt Disney on ...morphine...."
So that's the last shove. The last vote of encouragement, if it can be called that. I've decided to set out what I said I was going to to do months ago and write. Write a novel, write a blog, write a cracker jack joke... I'm going to write. My sister and I were talking about a friend of ours that has this group that gets together to write. I'm a little fuzzy on the details, but it seems like they are just a way to stay inspired and on course. when you are writing for nothing, it's easy to just stop. I've been stuck on page 14 of my memoirs for like six months now-I'll probably never finish. The Sister drops the last bomb on me:
"You know they write fiction, right?"
What the fuck do I know about fiction? Am I gonna start writing about a boy wizard on coffee shop napkins or dream up far off galaxies that existed a long, long time ago? no. I don't have time for that ghosts and goblins bullshit. I can't parallel the Peter Pan and hope to turn it into some sort of Broadway musical. All I have is what is in my head; and that's a lot of filthy humor and crass antics played out by myself and friends over the years.
If fiction is what is needed, then I'll just carve out one of my many stupid weekends I've had in my life, change the names....and call it fiction. The cool thing is, is that it'd sell too. Bromance is an actual genre that has been made famous by The Waiter and Tucker Max. I could rewrite The Average American Male in about 12 hours, but there's already one of those.
Shit, I could write down the time Andy knocked over that dude's motorcycle and get on the New York Times Bestsellers, everyone always asked me to tell that fucking story.
This week is going to be spent reading The Confederacy of Dunces and Fight Club all over again. The authors are Gods amongst men of imagery.
10.28.2008
I'll write you a book about it...
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Write your memoir, I won't tell...
http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/forum/304
Walt Disney is on Ice...
and if people don't get the 12 references in that...god, i fucking quit..
jangus is on crack...
Believe it or not I was actually talking about you today. Someone called down the hall "Kristina" and of course I responded while sitting in my GM's office. (Just wait I promise to get to the point eventually) At which point we got into a discussion about how unique the name and spelling of Kristina actually is. NO Freaking Way.... I of course had to tell the story... the story of my first summer at Cedar Point where the boys I hung out with had come to the conclusion that they had too many ""insert your variation of Kristy here" and I would be further know as Allison or Alli. The sad part of this story is at the end of the summer I would actually respond to this.
So I went on my computer and as I do about every month check facebook and myspace when I have too much free time on my hands to do anything actually contructive. To see that you sent me a message ohhhh a month or so ago. So, I'm sorry for being a shit head and not staying in touch. I'll be honest I'm just suck at it. I would ask you how you are but I just spent the last two hours reading your blog in its entirety. So, long lost friend, Ali just wanted to say hi and see how the hell you are (besides the obvious).... Still by far the best and worst summer ...
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