NaNot
My Novel-in-a-Month effort is off to a dismal start, mostly because November has dawned with me in a heap of personal turmoil. This black mood is manifesting itself whole-heartedly in the book (see excerpt below), not such a good thing when the idea was to inject a little levity into the proceedings. Aside from 20 hours spent this weekend carousing around Santa Barbara with an old friend (not old as in age; not old as in a former friend restored to friend again status; just old, as in, we've known each other a long time), I've been pretty completely down in the dumps for the past two weeks.
Perhaps the finest illustration of "the random shit I'm dealing with" comes from AJ, who mis-heard me last night at the dinner table. I mentioned something about "life" and he piped up with, "You don't have a wife anymore!"
It stings.
posted by Joe Speaker @ 3:46 PM
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13 Comments:
Lil' bugger seems to be always good for a smile, even if his comments are ill-timed.
Hang in there.
If it's any consolation, I haven't been laid in something like two years, and it might be three but I'm bad at math. And it was a total pity fuck. Well, three total pity fucks.
By the way, I finished The Tender Bar and thank you very much for the recommendation. I should bequeath it to Al...
I think if I was there for that one, milk might have shot out of my nose.
Ophelia "Oh feel my crevice" Cuevas
Speaker my exurb-living friend, you have been thru the deepest depths of hell and come back a better man for it. Whatever negatives you're facing can't be much worse than the Saga of the Douchebag Poet. If nothing else, you have a great son, bitchin' world wide pants (I'm trusting your description), and a spankin' G35 with which to impress the ladies. Look on the positives, or if you really feel the need to run with the negatives, channel them into NANO ('cause Lord knows you started off waaaay too cheerful! *grins*). Of course I'm not going to tell you that it will get better soon, because who the hell knows when things are going to improve down in my little part of the world. Think good thoughts man.
I was struck nearly dumb when my niece and nephew mentioned that my wife (we'd already filed for divorce and were making plans for her to move out) "wasn't happy" with me, and that I'd better "do something" if I didn't want her to leave. They were 9 and 7 at the time. That was a horrible, horrible feeling.
And my NaNo attempt is already stillborn. Though I have been writing. Just not at that clip. I've forgiven myself that. Forgive yourself.
ZING!
Maybe he's destined to be the next big insult comic. On the subject of Nano, I've decided to write my book a different way every day. That isn't too good for making headway.
I suppose it wouldn't have been any better if he had said "You don't have a life anymore!"
Give him a hug. That always works for me with my nieces and nephews.
Hey Speaker. Here's a thought I'm throwing out there, which may be a crappy idea, but that never stopped me before. Maybe you should write something lighter, like a kid's book. It might set you in a different direction, mentally, and I'm sure, from reading how you write about AJ, that you have something great in you.
I got called an idiot by Wyatt yesterday putting together a 12 piece Bob the Builder puzzle.
Can't blame honesty. :)
And I know its not a life, but I'm offering a free pretzel at the MGM once again on my birthday.
* offer of pretzel is only good if the birthday boy hasn't passed out after stacking his 900 $1 chips at a $2/$4 table
At least poker is there to cheer you up!!!!!
Er....
Oh Ophelia,
How can someone be that hot, and yet be that dumb. Only Hayley Altman knows.
Rifee!
I'm thinking of you.
And I'm thinking it's only a month until vegas...
AJ>Razz in terms of junk kicking! Long Live AJ!!!
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