tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178004664613178789.post2310936390343343741..comments2023-04-20T08:42:51.694-04:00Comments on Annals Of The Hive: It Was Hemingway, I ThinkBilly Gladhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15770091064802428657noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178004664613178789.post-79189951687800223172009-03-25T10:37:00.000-04:002009-03-25T10:37:00.000-04:00The process is esoteric. I think the danger of ta...The process is esoteric. I think the danger of talking your work away is real. blogging it away maybe. Writing is so solitary. You put a little group like this together and it fills some gaps. Finding balance isn't easy.<BR/><BR/>I was thinking more about the kind of talking about what you're doing and what other people are doing that's helpful when I was thinking about Hemingway.<BR/><BR/>I haven't had a writing career, so I've only bumped into a couple of editors. Never met one personally. By bumping into them, I mean fleeting reactions to my work.<BR/><BR/>The first was a long time ago, when I was a kid and wrote my first short story. I sent it to Esquire. A real literary magazine in those days. My college roommate's mother, a literary lady, thought I should send it to the little journals first and wait for big mags to discover me, but I went ahead and sent it to Esquire. I got it back with a note from an editor named Rust Hills. The note said: Sorry, but we decided, finally, that this was too melodramatic. That nicely place "finally" is one of the finest, kindest and most civil words I ever read.<BR/><BR/>The second reaction was a couple of years ago when an editor friend of a friend read an early draft of Flutterby and sent me a note, saying he liked the quirkiness of Julian's character, but that Flutterby wasn't a book yet.Billy Gladhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15770091064802428657noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178004664613178789.post-18233786215714202042009-03-25T10:15:00.000-04:002009-03-25T10:15:00.000-04:00Gabriel García-Marquez used to meet his buddies in...Gabriel García-Marquez used to meet his buddies in the evening and tell them what he'd been writing that day, how his book was progressing. At the end of a year when the book came out, his friends were amazed that it had nothing to do with what he'd been telling them.Deciderehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11342749794474097722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178004664613178789.post-49277686057055885162009-03-25T09:35:00.000-04:002009-03-25T09:35:00.000-04:00Maybe Live Wire whispered in his ear, "Hey, old gu...Maybe Live Wire whispered in his ear, "Hey, old guy. Is that Old Man and the Sea the best you can offer up? I took down the Titanic as an appetizer, tamed Pluto and unleashed those banshee Sirens a singing, and I'm currently melting the North and South Polar Ice Caps. Ahab makes your old man seem....<BR/><BR/>well, even Live Wire has manners.Tom Manoffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16546486165634992389noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178004664613178789.post-46727236209772618552009-03-25T08:56:00.000-04:002009-03-25T08:56:00.000-04:00Yes. Apparently, he knew what was going to happen...Yes. Apparently, he knew what was going to happen next and decided on a different ending. I've often wondered how one gets to that place.Billy Gladhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15770091064802428657noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178004664613178789.post-50144224604222855672009-03-25T08:50:00.000-04:002009-03-25T08:50:00.000-04:00Of course he killed himself.Of course he killed himself.Tom Manoffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16546486165634992389noreply@blogger.com