Sunday, October 05, 2008
Clutching at straws, clutching at straws...And finally, Martini straws
Ever get that way?
In the middle of a novel and clutching at straws, clutching at straws.
Central, for some reason, is the quote by a character in another novel, written by a white Bahamian , and I can't find the author's name, nor the book. I used to have a tight memory, but it's gone.
It's very hard to find book about the Bahamas and the Bay Street Boys-- robber Barons who took over Bahamian finance, just (as it seems to me) our own boys on Bay Street in Toronto. And certainly on Wall Street.
One mothergrabber of an institutional novel, but I can't find the book I'm looking for for research and a pertinent quote.
The quote goes someting like this: "Unlike Will Rogers, X has never met a man he really liked."
Well, I'm sure it's in my memory fonts somewhere. Who was that Bahamian author? I checked with the Bahamian Embassy and they have no idea either.
The book has a lot of boat chases in open water, and was written at arond l970.
Oh jog, memory, jog.
Or maybe I'm just in a snit.
Fact is, the unnamed novel could be a template for the kind of book I want to do.
Ah, too many house moves. Lost an entire library.
Well, maybe in 2008, the computer can help.
Damn. For want of a nail.
I can't finish the chapter.
I'm sure you've all been at this impasse. Like looking for a word or a phrase, only that word or phrase.
Or maybe one is just stuck.
Me stuck? Hell I'm supposed to be a pro.
Standing outside the work, watching the pitching and tossing of my brain.
Time to get the Martini stirrer, I guess.
Drink it through a straw. *
* Oh damn. I think I's just found my author. He is Desmond Bagley, A Brit and not a Bahamian. Wrote "Bahamas Crisis". He is reputed to be sort of a first cousin of Alistair McLean.
Now what was that all about?
Well. Maybe I was looking up the wrong author.
Here is MacLean:
"Gangsters and hoodlums are notoriously the world's worst marksmen, their usual method being to come within a couple of yards before firing or spraying the landscape with a sufficient hail of bullets to make the law of averages work for them and I had heard a hundred times that those boys couldn't hit a barn door at ten paces. But maybe Larry had never heard of this, or maybe the rule applied only to barn doors." (from Fear Is the Key, 1961)
Well. I keep googling, googling, googling.
Not getting too much writing done.
...Now I wonder if I put up those storm winddow. And the walls need paint.. :)
Some buffoon once asked me: "Ivan, can you speak Italian. I said yes, a little.
"What do they mean when thes say 'f*ck dog?'"