Well, it looks like my yesterday’s post didn’t sit well with some of my admirers. Perhaps, they don’t like cats. Or they don’t care about Russian Kitty Day. Or they feel that adorable/smart/sick/cross-eyed/limb-challenged/impossibly cute/talented felines overpopulate internet as is, and I should be the last person to infiltrate this domain.
With that, I retreat to a more familiar territory — Memento Mori, Ars Longa while Vita est incredibly brevis, new frontiers of populorum scientia et cetera.
All right then. No more meowing against the wind. I’ll just re-post my own blog entry from TFW. If you don’t need a lesson in creative writing, you might want to have an infusion of good humor entirely devoid of feline cuteness. After all, it’s Kurt Vonnegut giving a lesson…
Kurt Vonnegut. American writer celebrated for his books, his style, his humanity, his sense of irony.
Lapham’s Quarterly published excerpts from Vonnegut’s Here is a lesson in creative writing, a parody of literary seminar. It’s at once hilarious and highly educational. If you are a writer and haven’t read it, then you should. “Visual aid” graphics are provided by the writer himself.
“If you want to really hurt you parents, and you don’t have the nerve to be gay, the least you can do is go into the arts. I’m not kidding. The arts are not a way to make a living. They are a very human way of making life more bearable.
Practicing an art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow, for heaven’s sake. Sing in the shower. Dance to the radio. Tell stories. Write a poem to a friend, even a lousy poem. Do it as well as you possible can. You will get an enormous reward. You will have created something.” ― Kurt Vonnegut, A Man Without a Country
On September 13, 2005, Jon Stewart invited Kurt Vonnegut to The Daily Show. The interview is remarkable in many ways. For one thing, curiously, Kurt Vonnegut believes that the planet’s immune system is trying to get rid of humans, and, in Vonnegut’s opinion, it probably should. Watch the interview here.