“It’s fantastically difficult to define the comic novel: what I may think is funny, others may not. I think it’s difficult in the main for comic novels to win prizes because comedy is an upsetting thing. To win a prize you have to have a panel of people who will agree and people rarely agree on comedy. No one says that about a serious novel, no one questions how serious it is. Comedy makes people disagree more than any other form so therefore there will always be a debate.”
British novelist and 2010 Man Booker Prize winner, Howard Jacobson
(Source: TIME)
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““ Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can praise them, disagree with them, quote them, disbelieve them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They invent. They imagine. They heal. They explore. They create. They inspire. They push the human race forward. Maybe they have to be crazy. How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art? Or sit in silence and hear a song that’s never been written? Or gaze at a red planet and see a laboratory on wheels? While some see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.”
This totally happened to me saturday night…I walked in the door and as usual there was a song in my head, only this time…it wasn’t a song I knew…I was hearing music that was completely beyond new, existing only in the confines of my brain and however far out your imagination’s arms reach…I immediately knew this was the moment…when something out of the ordinary is happening and you’re not sleeping…pay attention! you scream silently…I even went for the notebook and pen that are strategically placed around the house for just this situation…but I realized I can’t write music…and I sat on the steps in silence while it played…it even had a chorus and verses…I think I wrote a couple words down…but I lost it…maybe it will come back…
Operation Loft Lift Continues
It’s something I’ve been thinking of doing for awhile. Trying to not let ideas become idle. Hung a white board up in the loft. Promote creative flow. Yes, that’s a well.
