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"Tell them I said something important. You're supposed to say something important when you die." Last Words of Poncho Villa

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"Behind the intials was a metaphor, a delirium tremens, a trembling unfurrowing of the mind's plowshare. The saint whose water can light lamps, the clairovoyant whose lapse in recall is the breath of God, the true paranoid for whom all is organized in spheres joyful or threatening about the central pulse of himself, the dreamer whose puns probe ancient fetid shafts and tunnels of truth all act in the same special relevance to the word, or whatever it is the word is there, buffering, to protect us from." Pynchon, The Crying of Lot 49

Thursday, April 13, 2006

My big fat novel

So, Mr. Blows Shit Up With Gas, you want to know about the Shock to the T. Well, no...no...it isn't published. This is what we call, "my big fat novel," which I began writing about the first day of graduate school, and well, am still not done with. I'm hoping to reach my literary prime some time in my early forties. Although, I wouldn't say hoping is the right word. Some time before I die I hope to find the time to finish the novel. As of now, my two jobs, infant son, and Ph.D. program pretty much suck up whatever plans I might have. In my spare time, I build stuff to sell on ebay because I know that I won't have a Summer job. Sorry, not to be a bit depressing.

But I do have over three hundred single spaced usable pages in my novel and I did post a couple things from its beginning on my blog a long while back so I point you to them now. I think its good but heh, I'll let others be the throwers of laurels. Here's the beginning at any rate. There's more throughout September 2004. I eventually stopped posting at Avram's request because, as he pointed out, why buy the cow when you can get the sex for free. The Drivler is sort of my unofficial editor, though who knows. I asked him to do a tit for tat kind of deal. He was supposed to send me something unpolished so that I could edit it and get him going on his sure to be exhilerating work, so of course, he's really really trying very hard to get me something that's a good example of his unpolished work. So, I won't get back the edits on my latest revision to my chapter until he's edited his unpolished work about six times more. And in order to finish out the quartet of people on my blog list, my wife has a blog too. By the by, everybody seems to enjoy your blog from my end.

There Mr. BSUWG, you now know everything there is to know.