Dreamed that I wrote a book last night, called the Age of Meaning, staring John Oliver of the Daily Show.
I have no idea what it was about, but it was really good.
More likely, it was called the Meaning of Age. Was sitting in a Burger King in Grants Pass looking at all the old and unhealthy people, (go figure), and said outloud to Linda. "I don't think I'm ready for this. I don't think I'm ready to be old."
A little old lady in the table next to us perked right up and answered and we had a nice duffer conversation, thus confirming the very thing I was saying....
I read 3 chapters at writer's group last night, not the usual 2, because I'm pushing it. I'd like to read as much of the story out loud to others as possible before I finish it.
It seemed to pass muster with the readers, but enough time has passed since I wrote it, that it seemed kind of weak to me, as always happens, as is necessary.
Trying to find the best version of the title for my newest book.
Rules for Vampire.
Rules for Vampires. (Seems like a self-help book for Vampires.)
Rules of Vampire, is what I'm going with now.
Rules of Vampires.
Or even, Rule of Vampire. Which puts a different, more ominous meaning and can be a double play. I may go with this.
2 days ago