Writing start: 10:16 A.M.
Finish: 2:29 P.M.
Total new words (est.): 400 + new poem
Edited (est.): 11600
1. Failure: Off till 11/1
2. Book Three Melody: Read-through
3. Ant Story: Off till 10/31
4. Fractalverse: New poem
Notes: Verse about a beautiful scene I witnessed yesterday just before sunset.
5. The Cheapery St. Heroes: Book Two: Third secondary edit of chapter four
6. Dread Pirate Roberts: Read-through of previous chapter
Notes: I need to make sure I've got the right plot-points before proceeding.
7. Firefly: 400 new words
Notes: Also needing to go slow here because of plot-points.
8. Rapscallion: Off till 11/7
Notes: I'm eager to get back to this project, which I haven't looked at in a dog's age!
Special: None today
Extra notes: I love Jimmy Kimmel. But sometimes his comedy hits too close to home . For those of you too lazy to click the link and watch, I'll sum up. He sends his camera team to the streets of LA, where they ask passersby what their favorite novel is.
No one interviewed has one. More importantly, many, with absolutely no shame, proclaim that they don't read. It's pretty astonishing.
I've said it a million times, but it bears repeating: we are living on the very precipice of extinction. Willful ignorance, willful and even prideful ignorance, willful and prideful and sneering ignorance ... well, that's what's ruling the roost right now, isn't it? The problem is, people like these folks play right into that, don't they? It's cool they don't read, right? It's cool that they don't even know what a novel is, as several revealed. Reading is for losers and nerds. Right?
Don't go and reveal your ignorance at this point by proclaiming that novels are fiction and therefore harmless or disconnected from "real" life. Please, please don't. I was for a moment tempted to provide you with examples to shed light on your ignorance, but I'll hold off from doing so. They are out there, in great number; and I'd wager that taken as a social force for change, few other human things can compete.
I don't know who reads this blog. You who do don't bother identifying yourselves to me. But you're out there, and you have been popping by in ever-slowly-increasing numbers. Whoever you are, I pray that you are just as outraged and astonished by your fellow human beings as I am. We are on the very precipice. Please don't be one of the millions of fuckers pushing us closer and closer to the edge, no matter what it profits you or yours. Please.