My stepfather brought a gangbanger home from the crazy hospital to stay with us for...three months? But now I can't write about it because it sounds like: Yeah, right. But I swear it is completely true. Although not quite as dramatic as I just made it.
Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.
Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Natter 57 Varieties
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
erikaj - Mar 04, 2008 9:27:16 am PST #2876 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Ginger - Mar 04, 2008 9:28:57 am PST #2877 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I could wildly exaggerate some of the real horrificness, but not while my mother is alive. She'd out me in a New York minute.
shrift - Mar 04, 2008 9:29:04 am PST #2878 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
I could write a gritty memoir, but I don't think the royalty check would be worth the awkward conversations I'd have to have with my mother.
shrift - Mar 04, 2008 9:29:06 am PST #2879 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
oops
sumi - Mar 04, 2008 9:29:47 am PST #2880 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!
Susan - you can do the Laurie King - Mary Russell thing where you can say that you found the memoir in an old trunk in the attic.
Emily - Mar 04, 2008 9:33:30 am PST #2881 of 10001
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
How annoying.
Nah. Published writer, directly relatable experience. This is ruled appropriate me-ness.
erikaj - Mar 04, 2008 9:35:41 am PST #2882 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Allyson, I hope you do punch her in the face.
tommyrot - Mar 04, 2008 9:37:22 am PST #2883 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
I have a sudden hankering for deviled eggs. Do you suppose anyone does deviled egg delivery?
Theodosia - Mar 04, 2008 9:37:37 am PST #2884 of 10001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
According to my librarian-schooled roommate, there are actually LoC categories for past life memoirs, and novels dictated by dead people. Because you're going to have to cross-list them somehow.
Miracleman - Mar 04, 2008 9:37:56 am PST #2885 of 10001
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020
we could certainly do 'life enhancement services'
"Okay, so, here's our pitch; you are the half-breed spawn of a demon and a Puerto Rican junkie prostitute. You were raised in Bogota by a cult of cyborg monks intent on bringing about the Apocalypse, but your half-human nature meant you have a soul and a conscience. Having met and befriended a bisexual mage over the Internet you fled the cult and formed a group of heroic second-raters, a 'Dirty Dozen' kind of thing, that includes a pixie-ish schizophrenic otaku with whom you have a torrid affair while angsting over your unresolved attraction to the techno mage. At the end you defeat the cult using a mix of cobbled together technological wizardry, ancient Babylonian mysticism and pure gumption."
"Isn't this supposed to be passed off as 'non-fiction'?"
"Yes. Why?"