When I was a teenager, it was all non-fiction. Now I only read it on the net, mostly because you guys force me to stay aware of the many viewpoints, even if I disagree with them. I was so pissed when IAP dropped dead in June. I had this whole freekin thesis worked out against something neue regel had said and then I couldn't reply to the post! I was so pissed. But good on ya, chovy, you kept it going. Balls to the wall. I was even glad to see Patton, still quick and not dead, still kicking his crankyass crap around. I had so many boards blow out on me and never heard from a single one of them again, but you gave us two resurrections. Good on ya.
Other than that, it's all fiction. Been writing this novel called "Strategy of Numbers" for 20 years and I'm nearly finished. I'm formatting it for print in inDesign. The end product needs to be a pdf so I can send it to the amazon website to print on demand. The electronic book market is just taking off as the print one is dying. It is so new that the market is still deciding what program standard it will use between the competing proprietary programs of different devices, Amazon's Kindle vs. Barnes and Noble's Nook. Basically it is a market situation I will have to wait out.
But other than my novel, there are two books I read again and again, Bulgakov's "Master and Margarita" and Tutuola's "The Palm-wine Drinkard." (Yes, "Drinkard"). Then I spend all day writing, the trickle of the money draining away like the sound of a far-way tick. Before all the money is gone, hopefully, after a year-and-a-half of no work, I will finally find a job.
I'm starting "Remembrance of Things Past."
F--k yeah! 
Last edited by cybert (2009-12-12 02:20:42)
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