Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Monkey Gal 2.0 is HERE!

I started blogging again in 2010 and am so excited to share my updated thoughts, along with a year-long, new-thing-every-day project at the new site.  Wishing all good things to you and yours!


Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep

This is the first time I've realized there's a grammatical problem with that prayer, but I'm not actually laying myself down to sleep anyway. I'm gonna give a little nap time to my blog.

I've decided to start taking writing more seriously, and with that comes putting more effort into it. It's hard for me to envision doing that when the ease of instant publishing remains just a laptop away. I've begun writing with other, more accountable goals in mind (that means submitting it, too. Yikes!).

I want to thank all the wonderful people who have read Monkalicious over the past 4 years and offered feedback. I've had a lot of fun sharing my stories with you.

Wishing love and joy to you all.


Friday, December 01, 2006

Earth or Bust

Are UFOs really graduate students from the future, researching their past?

Hell if I know! But it does bring up an interesting possibility. Make that an interesting set of possibilities, with infinite outcomes and mind-blowing disillusionments. Mind blowing!

This may sound like a Blogger profile question or the headline to a National Enquirer article, but it's actually the promo line on a full-color new novel advertisement I received at the bookstore today.

This, my friends, is the kind of thing that gives the Sci-Fi genre a bad name. I'm told by many that science fiction novels can be interesting, can be good, but I just can't put my preconceived notions aside long enough to pick one up. I just know that the minute I read about a character with a name like Zorfax or a place like Mypos (oh wait, that was Balki's home island in "Perfect Strangers") I'll be turned off to the point of chucking the book across the room.

People have told me that this instinct speaks of my lack of imagination or appreciation for creativity. Perhaps. But I've always felt that the most interesting stories are the true ones, or the very plausible ones at least. I love movies and novels based on real-life events, which is probably why I love the "fourth genre"--creative non-fiction--encompassing interviews, personal essays, auto/biographies, etc. It's also probably why I blog.

My honey and I once watched a movie that I can't remember the name of, in which a couple gets lost at sea after scuba diving. They have some interesting conversations, a little bit of argument, and in the end they're both gobbled up by sharks! For some reason, I had been under the impression that the movie was based on a true story, but even if it was, the entire movie was hypothetical because nobody survived to tell of those interactions between the couple.

In a way, it was a creative imagining of the storyteller, but I just felt ripped off. I spent two hours putting up with an annoying couple, only to have them disappear in the end, engendering absolutely no emotional reaction on my part. I'm not saying I only like true stories, but I don't like so-called true stories that are really all fiction. I'm not sure that movie was based on a true story, though.

I guess I'm a little given to life-affirming stories, even if (maybe even especially if) they involve much pain and trial. I just need a little something to hang onto.

But this is away from my original point, which is that I don't care about the UFO graduate student plot line or any other plot line involving outer space, time travel (ok, "Back to the Future" caught my interest at the time), or names that sound like prescription drugs.

David Letterman once had a top ten list titled something like "Top Ten Ways to Get Kicked Out of the Library." One of the ways was to sweep all the books in the Science Fiction section off the shelves, shouting, "Nothing but Earthling lies!!!"

I loved that one.