Flashlight // A Thing About You // Still Falling
You asked me if you were a good man, and I don’t know. But I think you try to be and I think that’s probably the point.
Kurt Vonnegut’s Rules for Short Stories
1. Use the time of a total stranger in such a way that he or she will not feel the time was wasted.
2. Give the reader at least one character he or she can root for.
3. Every character should want something, even if it is only a glass of water.
4. Every sentence must do one of two things–reveal character or advance the action.
5. Start as close to the end as possible.
6. Be a sadist. No matter how sweet and innocent your leading characters, make awful things happen to them–in order that the reader may see what they are made of.
7. Write to please just one person. If you open a window and make love to the world, so to speak, your story will get pneumonia.
8. Give your readers as much information as possible as soon as possible. To heck with suspense. Readers should have such complete understanding of what is going on, where and why, that they could finish the story themselves, should cockroaches eat the last few pages.
A few leftovers from my time at Oxford.
Kindness in words creates confidence. Kindness in thinking creates profoundness. Kindness in giving creates love.
You bring an enemy coffee cup in here on the day of our reconciliation?
- Luke: "What's that?"
- Lorelai: "My pretty, pretty face?"
- Luke: "It's a Weston's coffee cup."
- Lorelai: "Is it?"
- Luke: "You bring an enemy coffee cup in here on the day of our reconciliation?"
- Lorelai: "At least I didn't ask you for a favor on this, the day of your daughter's wedding."
- Luke: "Get that coffee out of here."
- Lorelai: "This is not coffee. This is a mocha chocolate caramel swirluccino with extra whipped cream."
- Luke: "That sounds disgusting."
- Lorelai: "It is, and if it was physically possible to make love to a hot beverage, this would be the one.
- Luke: "So apparently, I've got competition."
- Lorelai: "No, no, no. It's just a fling. I'll finally spend the night with it. But then, when I see it in the morning with the caramel unswirled and the whipped cream unwhipped, huh, buh bye."
I really love this screenshot.
This is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.
I love borders. August is the border between summer and autumn; it is the most beautiful month I know. Twilight is the border between day and night, and the shore is the border between sea and land. The border is longing; when both have fallen in love but still haven’t said anything. The border is to be on the way. It is the way that is the most important thing.