Platforms--not just for shoes any more
Aug. 10th, 2006 12:34 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shalannaZo . . . apparently, I'll need a PLATFORM before I can sell any books. (irony ON) Your PLATFORM, apparently, is EVERYTHING these days. NO ONE is smart or insightful enough to figure out whether he/she wants to read a book unless he/she is TOLD to by cunning, manipulative marketing people. (irony OFF)
What should my platform be?
* Survived brain surgery twice and radiation once (quite enough, thanks)
* Was a National Merit Scholar
* Can juggle three Koozie balls at once if not distracted
* Trained attack Pomeranians (arf!) twice
* Crazy cat lady who belly dances
* Angry fat broad who can sing (sort of)
* Serves as jester and queen of knitting in North Texas Mensa and even got that plaid purse at Target that has the owl appliqued on it to match my cloisonne enamel owl earrings and the rubber-stamped owl pin that I made to wear to lighten up board meetings
* Been writing seriously for twenty years and could give workshops on how to use the semicolon
* The last person who had my cell phone number has an angry boyfriend who often calls and insists that I allow him to talk to her. . . .
Perhaps we should give this more thought.
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To those who complain that my stories are "just about some little person and her stupid little life and dilemmas, not Save The World and Destined To Be The King and therefore are not worth reading past the first couple of pages": The bigger the story, the smaller the scope should be at the opening. The story opens out like a flower OR the lens moves wider like a telescope in reverse to show the wider implications and how the universal human condition is mirrored in this microcosm.
So don't complain about my opening scenes. (grin)
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Even Thoreau blogs. Did you know it's really supposed to be pronounced "THOR-row?" But the accepted way now is closer to "though-ROW." Also, he was originally named David Henry, but swapped it to Henry David later. That is all.
What should my platform be?
* Survived brain surgery twice and radiation once (quite enough, thanks)
* Was a National Merit Scholar
* Can juggle three Koozie balls at once if not distracted
* Trained attack Pomeranians (arf!) twice
* Crazy cat lady who belly dances
* Angry fat broad who can sing (sort of)
* Serves as jester and queen of knitting in North Texas Mensa and even got that plaid purse at Target that has the owl appliqued on it to match my cloisonne enamel owl earrings and the rubber-stamped owl pin that I made to wear to lighten up board meetings
* Been writing seriously for twenty years and could give workshops on how to use the semicolon
* The last person who had my cell phone number has an angry boyfriend who often calls and insists that I allow him to talk to her. . . .
Perhaps we should give this more thought.
To those who complain that my stories are "just about some little person and her stupid little life and dilemmas, not Save The World and Destined To Be The King and therefore are not worth reading past the first couple of pages": The bigger the story, the smaller the scope should be at the opening. The story opens out like a flower OR the lens moves wider like a telescope in reverse to show the wider implications and how the universal human condition is mirrored in this microcosm.
So don't complain about my opening scenes. (grin)
Even Thoreau blogs. Did you know it's really supposed to be pronounced "THOR-row?" But the accepted way now is closer to "though-ROW." Also, he was originally named David Henry, but swapped it to Henry David later. That is all.
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Last person with your cell number?
Date: 2006-08-11 12:44 pm (UTC)Though I did note to my daughter last night, commenting on the passing of my ex-wife's birthday on August 5, "You know, Elaine had the same birthday as Sal LaMura, my favorite bartender back in Las Vegas...upon reflection, I should have married him." (Well, he made very good martinis.)
I know, I know. You marry a Leo, it ain't gonna be pretty.
In Oklahoma, folks'd pronounce that poet fella's name "Tho-Row," equal stress on both syllables. And that'd be the news anchors!