Literature
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Shapes of Stories
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Blind and Hopeless
Bill Masen stumbles upon a blind couple in an apartment building hallway, in The Day of the Triffids: As I stepped outside, another door farther down the passage opened. I stopped, and stood still where I was. A young man came out, leading a fair-haired girl by the hand. As she stepped over the threshold he released his grasp. “Wait just a minute, darling,” he said. He took three or four steps on the silencing carpet. His outstretched hands found the window which ended the passage. His fingers went straight to the catch and opened it. I had a glimpse of a low-railed, ornamental balcony outside. “What are you doing,…
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How’d you like that?
“S’pose you didn’t have nobody. S’pose you couldn’t go into the bunk house and play rummy ’cause you was black. How’d you like that? S’pose you had to sit out here an’ read books. Sure you could play horseshoes till it got dark, but then you got to read books. Books ain’t no good. A guy needs somebody – to be near him. A guy goes nuts if he ain’t got nobody. Don’t make no difference who the guy is, long’s he’s with you. I tell ya, I tell ya a guy gets too lonely an’ he gets sick.” — John Steinbeck, Of Mice and Men
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Book Sale Loot
You may remember that a month ago I vowed to stop buying books for the rest of the year. Well, it will be no surprise to anyone who knows me and my will power, but I caved. I found myself at a massive used book sale this afternoon, which was like a freshly reformed alcoholic stumbling upon Oktoberfest. I came to an hour later, covered in books and feeling slightly ashamed. I restrained myself somewhat, and I did last over a month, so I’m going to take those as a minor victories. Without Feathers – Woody Allen An Innocent in Scotland: More Curious Rambles and Singular Encounters – David McFadden…
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Ian Fleming Interviewing Raymond Chandler
Here’s a cool interview someone dug up from from 1958. It’s Ian Fleming (author of the James Bond novels) interviewing Raymond Chandler (author of the Philip Marlowe novels), and it’s apparently the only recording of Raymond Chandler’s voice. It takes place one year before Chandler’s death and six years before Fleming’s death. It’s fun listening to two friends and authors, who will both still be widely read over fifty years later, discuss their insecurities and disect their protaganists. They mainly praise each other, but Chandler does tease Fleming a bit on a couple decisions he made with Bond. It’s especially interesting to hear them reference future works when we now…
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The Hundred Martyrs to Democracy
I finished Cat’s Cradle by Kurt Vonnegut the other day. I unfortunately haven’t had a chance to write about it yet, but I thought I’d pop on to share this quote. This particular bit feels like a precursor for Slaughterhouse 5, which was written six years after. This comes from an American ambassador giving a speech to the fictional Caribbean nation San Lorenzo, memorializing the hundred soldiers they lost during the war. They became known as The Hundred Martyrs to Democracy (lo Hoon-yera Mora-toorz tut Zamoo-cratz-ya in the native tongue). “We are gathered here, friends,” he said, “to honor lo Hoon-yera Mora-toorz tut Zamoo-cratz-ya, children dead, all dead, all murdered…
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Kurt Vonnegut’s Eight Rules for Writing Fiction
Use the time of a total stranger in such a way that he or she will not feel the time was wasted. Give the reader at least one character he or she can root for. Every character should want something, even if it is only a glass of water. Every sentence must do one of two things — reveal character or advance the action. Start as close to the end as possible. Be a sadist. Now matter how sweet and innocent your leading characters, make awful things happen to them — in order that the reader may see what they are made of. Write to please just one person. If…
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An Evening with Ray Bradbury
Not to turn this into a Bradbury fan site, but here’s his 2001 keynote address at The Sixth Annual Writer’s Symposium by the Sea. Great stories from a writer’s life. I love listening to someone who takes no shame in their enthusiasm and passion for a topic. It’s also healthy to listen to adorable, old people talk about their lives sometimes.
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Perspective
I was recently reminded of my favourite bit from Slaughterhouse-Five, where Billy Pilgrim watches a war movie in reverse. It was a movie about American bombers in the Second World War and the gallant men who flew them. Seen backwards by Billy, the story went like this: American planes, full of holes and wounded men and corpses took off backwards from an airfield in England. Over France a few German fighter planes flew at them backwards, sucked bullets and shell fragments from some of the planes and crewmen. They did the same for wrecked American bombers on the ground, and those planes flew up backwards to join the formation. The…
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Silly Damn Bird
There was a silly damn bird called a phoenix back before Christ, every few hundred years he built a pyre and burnt himself up. He must have been first cousin to man. But every time he burnt himself up he sprang out of the ashes, he got himself born all over again. And it looks like we’re doing the same thing, over and over, but we’ve got one damn thing the phoenix never had. We know the damn silly thing we just did. We know all the damn silly things we’ve done for a thousand years and as long as we know that and always have it around where we…