2006-12-03

1

Point 7 of 13.
Have social gatherings.
This is the seventh way to become a great literary artist. Spend more time with people. Notice their faults. Figure them out. Pay too much attention. Create stress, spend money and let people make a mess in your apartment. Listen to their drama. Pretend you care. People love to listen to themselves talk. Nobody wants to be a piece of the past you weren’t interested in. They want to be a piece of the past you will revisit.
Think you know how people work. You know what you can do to help people. They never take advice. It doesn’t matter what you say. You haven’t experienced anything even close to relative to their story. What does it matter? They just like to hear their own voices. Let them speak. Plant a seed. It could be a dud. Don't think negatively of them, thats bad karma. Just wear a straight face and they will make your book for you. When they leave, pick up a pen. Sit at your computer. Whatever it is you do. Complain. Let your self-righteous mind spill out everything you never say to their faces, through you, and into your tools. You can then change names and call it fiction. People will be none the wiser and you will have the first chapter of your book in no time.

Katrina at 10:40 PM

2006-12-03

1

Point 7 of 13.
Have social gatherings.
This is the seventh way to become a great literary artist. Spend more time with people. Notice their faults. Figure them out. Pay too much attention. Create stress, spend money and let people make a mess in your apartment. Listen to their drama. Pretend you care. People love to listen to themselves talk. Nobody wants to be a piece of the past you weren’t interested in. They want to be a piece of the past you will revisit.
Think you know how people work. You know what you can do to help people. They never take advice. It doesn’t matter what you say. You haven’t experienced anything even close to relative to their story. What does it matter? They just like to hear their own voices. Let them speak. Plant a seed. It could be a dud. Don't think negatively of them, thats bad karma. Just wear a straight face and they will make your book for you. When they leave, pick up a pen. Sit at your computer. Whatever it is you do. Complain. Let your self-righteous mind spill out everything you never say to their faces, through you, and into your tools. You can then change names and call it fiction. People will be none the wiser and you will have the first chapter of your book in no time.

Katrina at 10:40 PM