Craft Notes
The news teaches me something about writing.
Today, the Russians launched a clown into space. He’s the first space clown, ever. The clown paid $35 million to go into space, where he intends to publicize the world’s dwindling supply of clean water.
From a news perspective, this story is just full of hooks. First clown in space. Paid $35 million dollars. Millionaire clown. Buying your way into space.
It’s just—well, the clean water thing. It’s one hook too many. His clean water awareness mission is entirely buried by the fact that he’s the first millionaire clown to buy his way to the international space station. He’s going to be a sad clown. Swimming in polluted water.
I can’t tell you how many stories I’ve read that seemed to me to be a bunch of quirky ideas thrown together, as if the writer was hoping one would really stick. I can’t tell you how many times those stories have been MY stories.
Don’t do it, everybody. Don’t bury the point with your ideas. They’ll tempt you. They do that.
(Prize for the first commenter to identify the image above. And not just who it is. Why it is appropriate, too.)
That is some dude who back-talked Russell Crowe
That is some dude who back-talked Russell Crowe
jerry lewish in the legendary and unseen holocaust-themed “the day the clown cried”
thanks internet
give me a prize
jerry lewish in the legendary and unseen holocaust-themed “the day the clown cried”
thanks internet
give me a prize
Well, it’s Jerry Lewis, from The Day the Clown Cried, a film about a clown imprisoned in a nazi camp. The film was never finished or released.
Well, it’s Jerry Lewis, from The Day the Clown Cried, a film about a clown imprisoned in a nazi camp. The film was never finished or released.
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Yep. Email me at giantblinditems
at
g
mail
dot
com
and we’ll send you something.
haha. are you serious? that isn’t really necessary.
haha. are you serious? that isn’t really necessary.
Completely serious. I have more books in my home than I know what to do with—lots of galleys, etc.—and am happy to part with them.
Completely serious. I have more books in my home than I know what to do with—lots of galleys, etc.—and am happy to part with them.
crap, guess i was slow to pull the trigger
crap, guess i was slow to pull the trigger
The space clown got off work at 3pm and checked his email. There were no emails in his account. The space clown looked out the window and listened to the binary sound which were coming from out of the planet he was nearby.
The space clown tried to log into facebook.
The space clown rolled off his bed and fell sideways onto the floor.
The space clown looked at the wall.
The space clown got off work at 3pm and checked his email. There were no emails in his account. The space clown looked out the window and listened to the binary sound which were coming from out of the planet he was nearby.
The space clown tried to log into facebook.
The space clown rolled off his bed and fell sideways onto the floor.
The space clown looked at the wall.
the emptiness
red nose reflected
in the roundish Earth
behind this damn thick window glass
what if this planet becomes a red nose
one day?
the emptiness
“look, the star is falling!”
emptiness
silence
absence
the emptiness
red nose reflected
in the roundish Earth
behind this damn thick window glass
what if this planet becomes a red nose
one day?
the emptiness
“look, the star is falling!”
emptiness
silence
absence