My Masterwork - Part XXb.

Posted 11/15/2005 07:52 AM by cmonks in My Masterwork., in My Masterwork.

i'd like to see you try to write a masterwork.Still no college basketball video game. Not that I was expecting it today or anything. A couple of weeks ago I was, back when the release date was November 7th. But now it's not due out until the 21st. Have I gotten across to you how annoyed I am by this? If you say the game is gonna come out on November 7th, for christssakes make sure it comes out on November 7th!

Sorry. I know you've come today to read the continuing saga of my masterwork. All three of you that have bothered to keep reading, that is. No, no, don't try to convince me that others are keeping up with the novel. I know that only three of you are—and I love each and every one of you. For you are my true fans. You recognize the power of my prose and that my masterwork is going to turn the world of literature on its end and spin it around and around, not unlike a breakdancer does when he gets freaky with it and spins around and around on his own head. Yes, my novel will wear big puffy parachute pants and breakdance the shazbot out of every other piece of literature it comes in contact with. So step off, fool. I feel sorry for those that can't keep up with it for stupid lame reasons, like "It has too many words" or "It doesn't have even the mere semblance of a plot" or "It reads like it's been written by a deaf mute with no thumbs who speaks English as a fourth language."

My masterwork is a masterwork is a masterwork is a masterwork. That's what I tell myself over and over again to block out all the negativity. I'm sorry there haven't been any Doodledays or Letters to Star Jones or funny essays about my Leaf Hog. I'm working on something a lot more important, something that will turn the world of literature on its end and spin it around and around, not unlike a breakdancer does when he gets freaky with it and spins around and around on his own head. So excuse me if I could care less about your pleas for Utter Wonder to return back to its usual content. Or is that "couldn't care less"? I always get that phrase confused—it doesn't matter, though, because in regard to this matter I feel both ways. So there!

Sigh.


This post is dedicated to Potsie.




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Stay gold, cmonks! protect your dreams! We're here for you, and all that yada yada.

Posted by: kowgurl at 11/15/2005 09:20 AM

I get dizzy very easily. Please let me know before the spinning begins so that I might prepare myself. I, too, am here for the long haul.

Posted by: Parker at 11/15/2005 10:00 AM

Do we all need to break into a rousing chorus of "I am beautiful"?

Posted by: GlitterPoodle at 11/15/2005 10:21 AM

Keep the faith brother, there's four of us reading now.

Posted by: tedmom at 11/15/2005 10:51 AM

Dudely, stay the course, thousand points of light, stay on drugs, don't do school and drink your milk.

I've taken up the NaNo challenge too and am only up to 2000 words.

Potsie is such a potsie.

Posted by: Ed at 11/15/2005 11:12 AM

Just a couple of suggestions regarding the novel. Use the word "germane " a few times. Most people aren't quite sure what it means, including me, which makes it all more highbrow, and thus, more appealing to the inevitable critics. Also, more sexually demeaning vignettes. But that's just me. Just throwing out options, dog. Peace!

Posted by: Merdog at 11/15/2005 01:26 PM

Potsie????!!?!?

Posted by: Mush at 11/15/2005 05:38 PM

Hey, I was out of town for a few days and I didn't have access to the internet. And I have been reading, just not writing. My nickname from by brother was Potsie. I hated it. Stupid brother.

Posted by: Patti at 11/16/2005 06:52 PM



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