Wednesday, February 24, 2010
What's important is that it’s true, and that he could have said it.
I’ll say this: Letting your dog into the yard at 3 a.m. to have it out with a skunk accomplishes pretty much the same thing.
Or so you’d think. If you could ask the dog if she preferred the skunking or the ensuing bath, she’d have to do some thinking. Although if she were capable of doing any thinking at all, the morning would have turned out much differently and today’s topic would probably be something different entirely.
I don’t know if my own day got better or not. It’s not out of line to wonder if working all day in a house filled with the remnants of Nature’s Own Teargas is a terribly big improvement on two hours of bending over a bathtub ensuring that the damn dog is the only thing in the ZIP Code that doesn’t smell. Especially if the whole point of getting up at 3 was to find a couple of hours to train between deadline and book event, not to use those couple hours to detox a dog.
The deadline was met, and the book-signing at Schuler’s was wonderful. You really couldn’t find a better bookstore, and we had a good crowd comprising loads of dear friends and family members and enough perfect strangers to make it look like some people actually showed up because they were interested in the book. But it would have been wonderful anyway, without any help from live frogs or stinky dogs.
But all’s well that ends well. And when you’re a writer, there’s no such thing as bad news – it’s all material.
William Shakespeare said the first and Garrison Keillor may or may not have said the second. What's important is that it’s true, and that he could have said it.
Posted by Jef Mallett at 10:26 AM