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I did it. I published a book.

I did it. I published a book.

The first e-book offering from little old me.

Yep. I did it. It wasn’t traditional. It wasn’t even my favorite book. I know, you shouldn’t say that. But I have become filterless in the last short while… beware the “f” bomb, people.

I blame it on the world. I am, like most writers filled with doubt about the publishing world- the book as we once knew it is probably changing forever. And along with that, is the way we acquire, market and buy both the author and the book.

So what’s a girl to do? Give up her dream? Stand …

Shopping on a Limited Memory.

I am a list maker.
Not the kind of person who needs to stand up and state her case in a room of over-caffeinated nervous people wearing polyester, but the kind of person who can be found in grocery stores across the continent clutching scraps of paper: milk, juice, tampons, frozen pizza, birthday card, gyzzopft, bananas… isn’t there always ONE unintelligible thing on the list?
Did you know there is a whole website of found grocery lists?
well, there is.
and a book.
But of course. there is always a book.
Probably soon to be a movie too.
Featuring the

More than anything else, I believe in myself.

That’s pretty much a successful life in a nutshell, isn’t it?

And a good way to share some excellent news that I have been sitting on for over a week.

I won a scholarship to a prestigious summer writers workshop in NY – I’ve been assigned to the amazing AMY HEMPEL for the small group work, and will be able to study with many of my other fav writers, like Matthew Klam, Melissa Bank, Meg Wolitzer, here’s the whole list–

Alan Alda
Melissa Bank
Billy Collins
E.L. Doctorow
Christopher Durang
Jules Feiffer
Ursula Hegi
Amy Hempel
Kaylie Jones
Matthew Klam

The best non-required reading.

TIN HOUSE.
I am a whore for this literary magazine. Every time a new one arrives I DEVOUR it. It makes me think I am not nuts. It makes me want to be a better writer. It makes me believe I am. It talks to me like a lover on a train going nowhere fast. It sinks into me and changes me and I like being liquid black and white, rubbing words over my skin and feeling uncomfortable, naked, raw.
Aldous Huxley said,
“But I don’t want comfort. I want God. I want poetry, I want real danger, I …

Why I make lunches everyday.

Two Lists of Complaints. BY STUART ZEHNER

- – – -

1.

Complaints
My Middle-School Students

in Korea Had About Our

School’s Food.

“The rice is cold.”

“The kimchi is dry.”


2.

Complaints
American Middle-School
Students Would Have If
They Were Served
Korean Food.

“There’s an entire fish in my soup.”

“The fish in my soup still has eyes.”

“The fish in my soup with eyes is full of fish eggs.”

“What is this?”

“They made me eat off a metal tray with chopsticks.”

“I was served a vertebra.”

“This salad is clearly made from the bush in the front

Mr. Shields hoped historians would find his minutia meaningful.

Thanks to this great teacher, I am reading obituaries today.
The title above is a direct quote, as is this:
An impish, balding man, he mimicked the inventor Buckminster Fuller, who documented his life in what he called a chronofile by pasting letters, bills and all manner of pieces of paper in a huge scrapbook for 68 years. Among other things, Mr. Shields taped nasal hair into his diary for DNA study by future scientists.

This is what I call GIFT material. There is no one to piss off and no one to contradict. I can let my imagination …

Copyright 2011 Linda Sands
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