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Thursday, January 26, 2006
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man-O-man I love images! ART & WORDS = MY WHOLE LIFE
One day when I am needing an exhaustive project to tame me down I will do an image an hour here, performance art. Watch me crash.
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Where's the Wrinkle?
There was a time when I was a truth-seeker. I got over that. Truth shifts and becomes different and is hard to hang onto because it is always being replaced with a higher truth, so I am trying to go for THE BIG LIE now. It's very American.
Please congratulate me.
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Please congratulate me.
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Frey, Oprah, Elie, and now ME!
Oprah must be pulling her hair out.
Now she has picked Elie Weisel's "Night" as her book-club selection. "Night" is consiered "a novel so real it sounds like a memoir." It was written in the 50s. So here we go again.
I know two "I pulled my toenails out with a pliers" writers, one in Chicago, the other in New York, who must be kicking their own asses for not calling their books memoirs instead of fiction. They missed the chance at becoming bazillionaires.
Part of the problem with writing, if you want success, is that you need to make it BIG. The BIG, outrageous story wins. So you "embellish."
Then comes along the fact-checkers and they screw everything up for you. So...here's the secret!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS BIG........perk up your ears (or eyeballs)......
Play out your fantasy on a template of reality. At least get the towns right, the colors of the prision uniforms, the streets...all of that REAL stuff that can't be changed, then make up names like Slinky and Wombat for your characters...you know NICKNAMES.Just say none of youse guys ever used REAL names.
Make it big. Men, and some women, really dig that hard-boiled crap..."I jammed his hand into the deep-fat fryer, a million degrees of hogfat, and what came out was a burnt bowling-ball of flesh."
Hahahahaha...fuck I should write the book myself.
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Now she has picked Elie Weisel's "Night" as her book-club selection. "Night" is consiered "a novel so real it sounds like a memoir." It was written in the 50s. So here we go again.
I know two "I pulled my toenails out with a pliers" writers, one in Chicago, the other in New York, who must be kicking their own asses for not calling their books memoirs instead of fiction. They missed the chance at becoming bazillionaires.
Part of the problem with writing, if you want success, is that you need to make it BIG. The BIG, outrageous story wins. So you "embellish."
Then comes along the fact-checkers and they screw everything up for you. So...here's the secret!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS BIG........perk up your ears (or eyeballs)......
Play out your fantasy on a template of reality. At least get the towns right, the colors of the prision uniforms, the streets...all of that REAL stuff that can't be changed, then make up names like Slinky and Wombat for your characters...you know NICKNAMES.Just say none of youse guys ever used REAL names.
Make it big. Men, and some women, really dig that hard-boiled crap..."I jammed his hand into the deep-fat fryer, a million degrees of hogfat, and what came out was a burnt bowling-ball of flesh."
Hahahahaha...fuck I should write the book myself.
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Tuesday, January 24, 2006
James Frey FakeOut
If you want to be a big fat liar and write a fake memoir so you can rake in a lot of bestseller bucks, so be it. This is America, we love trash. But, DO NOT DRAG YOUR MOTHER INTO YOUR BULLSHIT. That is just wrong.
And FYI...Kerouac, Hemingway, Bukowski, and the Daves all published under FICTION and we still believe their stories are real. So go fiction.
BTW there is an actual name for made-up memoirs, actually two...the auto-bio, and roman a clef.
We all need to go back to skool.
P.S. Oprah's minion scares the hell out of me. Such blind adoration. Heil!
P.P.S. Publishers need to hire a more literate staff.
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And FYI...Kerouac, Hemingway, Bukowski, and the Daves all published under FICTION and we still believe their stories are real. So go fiction.
BTW there is an actual name for made-up memoirs, actually two...the auto-bio, and roman a clef.
We all need to go back to skool.
P.S. Oprah's minion scares the hell out of me. Such blind adoration. Heil!
P.P.S. Publishers need to hire a more literate staff.
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