Theyve started the old argument up again who is the greatest living engllish writer? But I always thing greatness is subject tive isnt it especially about somthing like art so How do you define greatness, on sales, on literty value, and who is to say what has literay value and who doesnt? On uniqness, or creativity on LOL factor?? On how many theve churned out? Its rather hard . And then to top it off we get given little leaflets to give out 10 books you cant live with out ...
Having survived the first (and only official date prior to the wedding about 6 months down the road) I arrive at the office the next morning to get input from my clerk and confidante Joyce. I admit to being flustered by this very quiet but seemingly husband hungry predator who discusses having babies and looking at wedding rings like it's a perfectly normal pasttime communing with strange NCOs who (secretly) is wife hunting himself. What's going on?!! To my chargrin Joyce has absolutely ...
Sleeeeep. I need sleeeep. I had to drag myself out of bed for this Uni tour. I didn’t feel like eating breakfast but I had to. Mum went on and on about the London Dungeons (Some things I’d heard and some I hadn’t). I decided to make scrambled eggs but put in too much milk and decided to cut my losses and dispose of it. I settled on toast and honey, but there was a smoky smell coming from the toaster. Mum claims it’s not a big problem and we’ll fix it later. Then, after I’d done my toast on a low ...
Well, just kicking back in Anchorage now. I flew in yesterday and stopped by the office. Got to hang out with some fellow North Slope workers. Its the winter festival weekend here in Anchorage (named Rendesvous Redux). Watched the dogsled race through downtown, and now just kicking back. The hotel room is frigid, so I have the sunlamp and hairdryer going in the bathroom to warm up a bit. Also, its nice to have a warm room for a shower. Started reading Thomas Pynchon's Gravity's ...
I’ve been trying to think of all the things that I want to write about, and it only seems to lead me to all the things I want to wish for, so I’m going write about my wishes. I’ll start with material wishes, just to get them out of the way, and hope that I get tired of writing before any really embarrassing emotional or spiritual type wishes fall out in the open. I wish I had a 1964 Lincoln Continental with suicide doors and a 460ci engine that will do 100 miles an hour without even feeling the ...
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