Black Friday / Go Writer’s Guild! / Shopping
Posted on December 10, 2007
Before I get to the meat of this blog (meager as it may be), I’m wondering if anybody knows who coined the term “Black Friday” this year. It’s a terrible expression. Why not “Green Friday” since profits are supposed to go from red to green…the color of money. There would be a certain amount of irony in that, I think. Shoulda just called the damn thing “Blue Friday” because that’s about how I felt for the next week. I can’t tell you how much fun it is to stand outside of Target for 45 minutes in the freezing cold when I could have still been back home in bed cuddling up to Ralph’s legs. Half Asian or not, he’s got more hair on his legs than I do and by God they keep me warm.
Second, go Writer’s Guild! I may not be a member, but I wholeheartedly support your efforts. Let’s face it, writers tend to be the bitches in the Hollywood relationship with studios. It all starts with an idea, folks, that then gets translated by us onto paper or a laptop. Let’s see how well your studio heads do hosting and acting in their own shows without a writer.
Still no word on a release date for “Andy Stevenson Vs…” yet. Am actually looking forward to seeing the cover art. I’ve been doing a bit of soul-searching again lately as to what I’d like to accomplish with this book, the book I’m currently writing and whatever I write in the future. I can’t help but be reminded of Truman Capote’s “A Christmas Memory,” a story I adore immensely because of the emotions it stirs inside me. That’s the best a writer can hope for. I’d like to be remembered as a writer who wrote stories that touched people…as opposed to writing stories where people touched themselves. Hmm. More irony?
A friend visited from NYC this past weekend. We always try to do something different with each visit so it doesn’t get repetitive. He wanted to go to an Outlet mall, so I took him to Birch Run. BIG MISTAKE. HUGE, even. It was just supposed to be the two of us, but then we ran into Tommy (Hillfiger) and Calvin (Klein). The whole thing became an orgy of money changing hands, but at least I found a nice, new warm winter coat. It’s made of down feathers, which is extremely problematic for me because I’m allergic to down, but it looks fabulous on me! So, yeah, it’s worth a little discomfort breathing when you can look that good.
I also took him to see a psychic. Why? Mostly because the idea freaked him out at first, then because I thought it might be fun. Just don’t tell him the first reason I mentioned. He’ll get irate. I went in and saw her, too, after he was finished. According to her, the book is going to do well.
It’s New Release DVD Tuesday tomorrow, so I’ll be signing off now in order to get my sleep. You’ve no idea how much it can tire a person out hearing those little cases wrapped in plastic calling out “buy me…buy me…” If and when I get sacked from my current job (it inevitably happens that I get laid off), I could always open up a DVD Humane Society for unwanted discs. Now there’s a calling…
Kristoffer Gair (who formerly wrote under the pseudonym Kage Alan) is the Detroit-based author of Honor Unbound, A Funny Thing Happened On The Way To My Sexual Orientation, Andy Stevenson Vs. The Lord Of The Loins, Gaylias: Operation Thunderspell, several short stories featured in anthologies (to be combined in a forthcoming book), the recently re-published novella Falling Awake, its sequel, Falling Awake II: Revenant and Falling Awake III: Requiem.