How often does that happen?

Writer guy

I’m driving along yesterday and since this is New Jersey, I make it roughly 29 feet into the journey before someone cut me off. It’s a residential area, which in NJ means the speed limit is optional so feel free to drive like you’re on the Turnpike. No problem really, because I got power everything.

When I hit the brakes, I also lean on my old friend “beep” the horn, so I can let the other driver know how much I care about them. Nothing severe just a little tap. But when I jam on the horn there’s no comforting beep.

I got no beep! This is a great tragedy.

Beep and I go way back, way back to November 2000 when it came into my life. It was the first thing I tried on the test drive. That horn was always there for me. Whenever someone cut me off, beep let them know. When the guy fell asleep in front of me at the stop light reading the paper, beep was there. When the woman ahead wouldn’t stop fixing her lipstick and talking on the cell phone, beep was there too. When the Lexus can’t seem to stay in it’s lane, beep sent a stern reminder that the dotted white lanes are for driving in between, not over or on top of.

I wrote a song for my mechanic Jake, who assures me that my horn will rise again.

Bring back that beeping feeling.
Bring back that beeping feeling cause now its gone, gone. gone…

Come on no whammies!

Writer guy

Editor person has heard my plea, we are meeting Thursday when they return from business. Curse the day job!

I’m still in a holding pattern with the agent. Is no news good news? I’m not sure. If I knew I’d be an agent, not a writer looking for one.

I’ve read that an agent can sell a book in as little as 1 week, or it may take as long as 1 year. Even if I signed with an agent today and they sold the book quickly, Mike Brody would not be in print until Spring or Fall 2005. That sounds weird since he first saw the light of day in October 2002.

But then what else can I do except keep writing?

Editor person where are you? – Part II

Writer guy

Via Rogue lackey I heard that Editor person did not enjoy yesterday’s entry. Was it something I blogged?

Rogue Lackey: That was not a very nice blog you wrote yesterday.
sam: it all comes down to conflict, I just went with the tension in the situation.
Rogue Lackey: I’ll give you something to conflict!
sam: Come on lackey, take it easy.
Rogue Lackey: You’ve been a very cheeky little boy in this blog lately.
sam: I’m 31. When do I graduate to just plain cheeky?
Rogue Lackey: When you stop with this cheekiness.
sam: So I’m not going to be able to grow out of this.
Rogue Lackey: I think the time has come for me to Equalize the situation.
sam: Which means?
Rogue Lackey: I leave that for you to figure out.

Rogue Lackey did one of those pregnant pause things and hung up. I’m going to go check the locks on my door now.

Editor person where are you?

Writer guy

Editor person has gone mad, only not like crazy like they usually are but like seasonal bug ill. It happens about once a year and is terribly inconvenient.

sam: Hey what say we meet up and go over some pages?
Editor Person: I’m ill.
sam: I hear you, but since you aren’t working for the Man right now, it means you have some free time on your hands.
Editor Person: I’m ill. Can’t you see that?
sam: Not over the phone no.
Editor Person: Reread your lead in sentence for this blog and get back to me.
sam: What did the doctor say?
Editor Person: They said I’m ill.
sam: You never go to the doctor. I don’t believe you.
Editor Person: I’m ill. Is that getting through to you?
sam: But you’re home and everyone thinks you are ill, so you have time.
Editor Person: A pox on you you insolent author! A pox I say!
sam: I could send them email.
Editor Person: Don’t call. Don’t email. Don’t contact.
sam: Now you sound like a Hollywood agent.
Editor Person: This conversation is so over. So over. I’m sleeping now.
sam: When you wake up check your email.