An email from Jonathan asking me about In Country which his teacher had read aloud to the class and, apparently made an error about the characters.
He wrote: “I really need you to confirm that this is a first person story and that they don’t mention Danny’s fathers name in the story.” Yes. You’re right. And you’re right that Derek is the removal man, not the father.
Jonathan finished by saying “When I tried to explain aloud to the class she laughed and everyone thought I was crazy. I really need you to respond and prove on of us right. Thanks.”
I was quite impressed that he’d gone right to the source for confirmation of his theory; pretty decent research that, I reckon. Maybe we’ll see your name appearing as creative director or primary researcher on some HBO documentary in the near-mid future, Jonathan. Who knows?
But having said that, everyone knows that English teachers are a bit random, and in literature two plus two doesn’t always equal four (even Shakespeare never spelled his name the same way twice) so cut The Miss some slack on this one, Jonny.
Hey, she read you one of my stories, so she’s got my vote!
Having no regular computer access at the moment, I’m all backed up with stories and words and stuff, and it’s making me sad.
My dreams are off the scale too.
It’s probably going to be two or three weeks ’til I get a new pc/mac/whatever and in the meantime I’ll just jot things down in a real notebook. Got two or three nice little moleskines and a big old black page-per-day diary. But they don’t upload so easy.
Anyhow, that’s my mouth, up on the right, looking all moody and unshaven and down and stuff.
Got an email from New York, from Pedro Baron in fact, re his proposed movie of The Card. It’s still at the planning stage but I’m hoping he can get the time and funding to make it.
(Plus, isn’t Pedro Baron a really cool name.)
Apologies for the lack of blogs lately – I’m having to run next door and borrow Danny-James’ power cable just to plug in my laptop (the one with the dead battery and the broken mains cable). And as he’s mostly using it, my access is minimal.
Seriously, I have to buy a new computer.
ps – just realised, I’m at war with technology at the moment! Rapunzel hung me out to dry, and now my laptop is falling apart. Maybe I should just print out little booklets of my stories and sell them on eBay.