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Isn't it simply sublime? Did you delight in the pure artistry?
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Or did you think the guy was just an asshole?
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Well, it is actually a joke; it is the blog of a fictional character. Pete Tarslaw ("I am, quite simply, a writer.") is the main character in How I Became a Famous Novelist, by Steve Hely. I heard Hely on the radio the other day, and thought the book sounded very funny. Now that I've checked out his blog, I am sure the book is, quite simply, brilliant!
Of course, the blog also provides a nice addendum to my previous post about the Kindle and the future of books, etc. I love the tongue-in-cheek view of the writer who is born to write, practically against his will, holding on to the precious book like a drowning man in a flood. Or as Tarslaw puts it, "I INTEND TO BE THE PUNY INEXHAUSTIBLE VOICE CLINGING TO THE LAST WORTHLESS ROCK." Very Portrait of the Artist.
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I'm laughing because I did as you said and read his post first and believed it to be true. I thought the writing was a bit flowery, but I did like his analogy with the beer bottles lined up at the end of the night, etc. Even if it was a bit much.
ReplyDeleteThe book seems like a good read and I am always on the lookout for that. Ingenious and hysterical...a great combo.
The author's day job is writing for 30 Rock.
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