I don’t have a topic about which to post today, so I thought I’d do a brief run-down on what’s happening with me at this point in my so-called life.
First, the job front. Nothing. Well, not entirely nothing, I guess. I had a spirit-lifting call from a recruiter today about a potential job. A medical proofreader, whatever the dickens that is. The good news is, I got the call. The bad news is, it’s for a local (large) company here that doesn’t think highly of me. They have their reasons; I don’t think they’re valid ones, but my opinion on that is a moot point. Still, that’s better than no calls at all. Which is what I’ve gotten so far.
I’m reading Ernest Hemingway‘s collection of short stories In Our Time. Now, I’ve been told ol’ Ernie’s the father of modern American prose, and that he, in fact, changed literature forever with his short, tight sentences and clippy style. He won a Pulitzer Prize in 1953 and in 1954, he won the Nobel Prize for Literature. Impressive. Except … it’s not. The stories aren’t … stories, exactly. They’re vignettes. Snapshots of his characters doing pretty mundane things. Boring. My beloved actually used the description “sucks” to describe them. (I read her one aloud to get her input, because I couldn’t wrap my head around the idea that I thought Hemingway was … well, sucky.) Now, to get a full flavor of Ernie’s work, I need to read something like The Old Man and the Sea, which I did read in high school back in the dark ages. And I might want to take on A Farewell to Arms before I form an opinion. Fact is, though, based on his short stories, I don’t want to even try something novel-length. Time will show, I guess.
Let’s see — what else? Oh, the NFL players lost at sea remain lost at sea. Nick Schuyler was found clinging to the boat about 35 miles offshore of Tampa, but his three companions remain missing (as of Monday afternoon when I wrote this). I wonder how much attention this would receive if they weren’t minor celebrities? I hope it wouldn’t be any different. And for the record, lost at sea’s a lousy, scary, lonely way to go. I feel for them and their families.
God bless, all.
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