Yes, these are ashtrays.
Damn, the past two days have been kicking my fucking ass, man. First, the Ex and my birthday. I knew my birthday was going to be used as an excuse for Contact.
Then the job I'm thoroughly underqualified for called and I set up an interview. Greaaat... Someone please hire me because I totally don't want to do this. I didn't think they'd actually call. I mean, I sent that resume as a fricking joke. Then again, I definitely need the money. I actually resisted purchasing Linkin Park for a decent price. What me putting back a cheap CD?!
Which brings us to today. Major fuck-up on my part. The Editor called. I made a factual error.
The part that really pisses me off is that I knew it was wrong and I just forgot to delete that portion from the draft before I sent it off. What I'm really worried about is whether I lost a freelance channel. I mean right now, that's my only source of income and until this article, I could knock those off relatively easily. Granted the Editor didn't seem to upset and he kept going, "FYI... In the future you might want to just be more careful," but still... They have to print a retraction which is basically a publishing version of being on probation. Plus the public humiliation amongst others in your field.
If an Internet hour lasts only one minute, how long does it take print media to be old and forgotten?
So I weighed the situation with The Therapist. After the usual "there's nothing you can do now, you now know better, etc," he came up with something that totally made me feel a lot better. "________ ____ always writes totally wrong shit and they still print him all the fucking time!" True enough. You're not a total fuck-up until you're ______ ____.
Then all that made me think of another arguement. Would you rather read someone who may or may not be on it but the prose is still entertaining? Or would you rather read someone who is always on it, but who's technically/mechanically complicated and boring as shit?
I just wonder because the one thing I wrote which I seriously have to totally bury has also given me the most compliments. (Although those who noticed the factual error would beg to differ.) Then I thought about Overpublished. I mean, don't get me wrong, I think he's really talented. It's just that a lot of people tell me that they stop reading his stuff after the second paragraph.
I can go on about this shit for hours.
I was expecting to like Ghost World a lot more. Like The Therapist said, there's only so much teen-age angst you can take in an entire movie.