I’m feeling rather tired today after a busy couple of days writing, but two things have just occurred to me whilst eating my tea and watching the adverts on television:
- Eighteen bottles of beer for only seven pounds. Am I the only one who finds it a little absurd that we are then encouraged to “enjoy alcohol responsibly”?
- The adverts that aren’t encouraging us to pickle our livers inexpensively at this time of day seem to have a common theme. Glide up to Heaven on your Stannah stairlift. Make sure you’ve got life insurance. What’s going to happen to your pampered pooch when you pop your clogs? Each and every one of them, in short, yells “YOU’RE GOING TO DIE!“, insuitably disguised tones of concern. A cheerful accompaniment to the eating of my M&S trifle.
If you were expecting a punchline at this point, or a philosophical analysis and witty conclusion… come back in a week or two when I’m on my anti-Christmas holidays and, possibly, not feeling quite so written-out. 😉
© 2008 Gary William Murning
With a writing-free day ahead of me — a day I plan on spending reading Bradbury’s The Halloween Tree and doing little else — I’ve just popped along to the Times Online and I happened to read this piece on the publication of Alexandre Dumas’s final novel.
The Last Cavalier, lost for more than a hundred years, was rediscovered by French academic Claude Schopp — pieced together and edited from a serialised newspaper version. Schopp also wrote the final chapter, Dumas having died before the novel’s completion.
This (as you might guess, if you know me even a little) got my mind a-working. If I die before the novel I’m working on (not Children of the Resolution, some future novel!) is completed, would I want a French academic, or anyone else, for that matter, completing it? My immediate response was, Not bloody likely! Keep your grubby hands off. If it isn’t complete, that’s how it stays!
And then I thought about it some more and made a slight amendment. If have close family surviving me who might benefit from the money made from its completion and publication, then go ahead. Otherwise, the above stands. Keep your grubby hands off!