Well, I started in on the short story. I wrote a thousand words. Just a moment ago, three sentences of misgivings and consternations filled this space. Did I mention I am an optimist now? There’s no room for such negative words about my wonderfully drafted story.
I watched “Stranger than Fiction” before writing tonight. It was very entertaining. Before reading the end credits, I had thought the “Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind” guy (Kaufman?) wrote it. It was similar to his weird meta-fictional stories but by a different writer. “Stranger” spent more of its time analyzing the structure of storytelling than telling the story. I tried to watch the extras on the DVD, but I turned it off halfway through the “making of.” The screenwriter looked to be about twenty-five years old, which was unacceptable on many levels.
Doolies is flying back tomorrow. She’s leaving Taiwan in less than twelve hours. I should probably get going to the airport soon. I wouldn’t want to miss her.