Every once in a while I get this idea that with a little motivation, and a lot of hard work, I could actually write something worth reading. Fortunately something usually comes along to bring me down to earth. And if you think this is just a false sense of modesty, let me elaborate. I actually believe that I have enough talent to put something together that may achieve commercial success. But 'worth reading', and 'commercial success' are not necessarily one and the same. As a matter of fact I believe they frequently are not! As an example, I give you "Chicken Soup For The Cat Lovers Soul"!!!
So what you may ask came along this time to put me in my literary place?
David Copperfield!
As I enjoy my way through this Dickens masterpiece I frequently go back and read whole paragraphs over again, just to enjoy the words. I got it the first time, but I want to check again to see how he "got me to get it", so clearly and cleverly. I could spend the rest of my life just sculpting one such paragraph, and then I'm sure It still wouldn't flow as effortlessly.
And before you think I'm some kind of literary snob who only reads sophisticated shit, let me tell you how I ended up with Copperfield on my reader. It was free!! I just checked and I have 175 electronic books that I've downloaded over the last 3 years at an average cost of 10 bucks. And believe me it includes lots of stuff that met the 'commercial success' criteria but not much else. Crazy when you think about it eh? A book that's considered a masterpiece (Copperfield) is free, and one of about the same number of words, while a huge commercial success, and an "okay" book, (Hunger Games Trilogy), costs 35 bucks!! And yes I have it on my reader along with the other 175....
But although I don't have Dickens writing gift I bet he didn't know how to work a circular saw, or a reciprocating saw, or any kind of power saw for that matter. I hope not,because it would leave me feeling very inferior.
As promised, I worked on my shed doors today. Even though it was cold as hell, and my old body ached all over, I plugged away at it.
Theoretically they are adjustable from the top, but no such luck. There was practically no adjustment left, and it was also very inaccessible. I ended up having to peel the tin off the bottom portion of the door, completely remove the bottom sections of the frame to rip them down on the table saw, and then put it all back together again.
You can perhaps see that I have the one finished, and the far one still to do. The real reason I wanted to show you this pic however, was so you could see the black shit on the ground in front of the door. And I mean shit! As in bat shit, that came showering down on my head while I was working. Lovely! I was grateful that no bats followed.
And no workout today. Other than a little anxiety, I feel pretty good about that.
It also occurs to me that in Charles' time they didn't have any power tools, so I feel pretty good about that as well.
"There are books of which the backs and covers are by far the best parts."---Charles Dickens
Love
Peter
So what you may ask came along this time to put me in my literary place?
David Copperfield!
As I enjoy my way through this Dickens masterpiece I frequently go back and read whole paragraphs over again, just to enjoy the words. I got it the first time, but I want to check again to see how he "got me to get it", so clearly and cleverly. I could spend the rest of my life just sculpting one such paragraph, and then I'm sure It still wouldn't flow as effortlessly.
And before you think I'm some kind of literary snob who only reads sophisticated shit, let me tell you how I ended up with Copperfield on my reader. It was free!! I just checked and I have 175 electronic books that I've downloaded over the last 3 years at an average cost of 10 bucks. And believe me it includes lots of stuff that met the 'commercial success' criteria but not much else. Crazy when you think about it eh? A book that's considered a masterpiece (Copperfield) is free, and one of about the same number of words, while a huge commercial success, and an "okay" book, (Hunger Games Trilogy), costs 35 bucks!! And yes I have it on my reader along with the other 175....
But although I don't have Dickens writing gift I bet he didn't know how to work a circular saw, or a reciprocating saw, or any kind of power saw for that matter. I hope not,because it would leave me feeling very inferior.
As promised, I worked on my shed doors today. Even though it was cold as hell, and my old body ached all over, I plugged away at it.
Theoretically they are adjustable from the top, but no such luck. There was practically no adjustment left, and it was also very inaccessible. I ended up having to peel the tin off the bottom portion of the door, completely remove the bottom sections of the frame to rip them down on the table saw, and then put it all back together again.
You can perhaps see that I have the one finished, and the far one still to do. The real reason I wanted to show you this pic however, was so you could see the black shit on the ground in front of the door. And I mean shit! As in bat shit, that came showering down on my head while I was working. Lovely! I was grateful that no bats followed.
And no workout today. Other than a little anxiety, I feel pretty good about that.
It also occurs to me that in Charles' time they didn't have any power tools, so I feel pretty good about that as well.
"There are books of which the backs and covers are by far the best parts."---Charles Dickens
Love
Peter
God, you're good!
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