I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Monday, August 23, 2010

And after a long day...

It's up for a little "Murder by Death," while I do some recreational and informational surfing. I mean, Alec Guinness as the blind butler, Peter Sellers ad a Charlie Chan rip off, Peter Faulk as a Sam Spade imitation. Just an amazing movie. And Truman Capote as Lionel Twain. Ingenious.

The writers group for the most part found my little story "Grace" interesting. Of course, they had many questions and ideas for fixing some problems. Most people got that the one character was an AI, although I didn't make it clear what his motivation was. The other main complaint was the protagonist was very likable. And then there are the continuing issues of not getting to the crisis fast enough, and that the idea is more of a novel idea. Yes, the more I write the more I realize that I am a novelist at heart.

At work I need to learn the modern of process of submitting press releases.

2 comments:

Elizabeth said...

Press releases? *shudder*

Steve Buchheit said...

Me too, Elizabeth. Me too.