it's the blank page.
(pages).
-$Zero...
the best thing about being a writer -- part VII
http://groups.google.com/group/misc.writing/msg/40b9b783907bbc9c
Gotcha this time.
The blank page is every writer's nightmare. The longer it stays blank,
the worse the nightmare.
DB
I think its one of those half full half empty things. Z man sees it as
an invitation to be filled up. You see it as work not done.
-Gotcha this time.
-The blank page is every writer's nightmare. The longer it stays blank,
-the worse the nightmare.
-DB
But if there's no blank pages...
It's the cardboard back cover on the chapbook; it's that ripping sound
when the last typed page comes off the roller; when there are no more
pages and you're done.
When I was writing scripts, the best thing was walking out of Kinko's
on West Sunset with a bound copy that I could take up the boulevard a
few blocks, and give a little English as I flipped it through the air
(or smog) to an agent or producer's desk.
But that's not really true. The best part was getting that call from
the producer saying he's interested. Then came the worst part, which
was working up the chutzpah to follow the fine example of Jack
London's hero, "Martin Eden," to take that producer (or publisher)
pick him up bodily, turn him upside down and shake the money out of
his pockets.
That was the worst part. It was a nightmare, because I could never do
it, not until I gave up the movies, moved north and started free-
lancing for a high-brow newspaper in Nevada City. There, it only
happened because I finally got so broke that I had no other choice.
Truth be told, I never actually had to do it physically, but merely
make the threat. I said, "What do I have to do, Mr. Topik? Like Jack
London, pick you up, turn you upside down and shake the money from
your pockets?" He said, "My God, no! How much do you want?"
I told him, and he wrote the check. That was the absolute, sky high
best thing of all about being a writer--actually becoming one, just
like that, where you put the certification of it in your pocket, or in
the bank, or as I did, into a bag of groceries, a jug of wine and a
brand new green and white plastic dispenser of Mennen Speed Stick.
--
JM
http://jpdavid.blogspot.com/
http://bobbisoxsnatchers.blogspot.com
No doubt a relief to you and all those around you, after your sojourn
in the big city.
DB