Nath Jones's Blog - Posts Tagged "freudian"
Nope. No title.
Well. Mom came for Easter and said, "Absolutely not!" to the title Acquainted with Squalor.
She then laughed uproariously adding, "That will send 'em running to the shelves!" Meaning, actually, no, no one will buy the book.
I said, "It's Salinger."
She said, "You're you. Pick a line from your own book."
Mother's always had quite a bit of sway, as most Freudians and dutiful daughters can appreciate. So. Mom's rather strong opinion coupled to the fact that the literary editor now suggests going back to How to Cherish the Grief-Stricken has left the collection a bit without form.
With all the eureka phenomenon for which anyone could ever hope, I woke up on the twenty-second thinking Shoot the Diamond would definitely be the answer.
I'd been reading about Annie Oakley, how she could (according to Wikipedia), "repeatedly split a playing card, edge-on, and put several more holes in it before it could touch the ground, while using a .22 caliber rifle, at 90 feet (27 m)."
I'm enough of a piss-poor marksman to know that's amazing.
Isn't it?
So I woke up with that title seared across the landscape of my mind wondering what exactly would happen if you shoot a diamond.
There are no YouTube videos showing what does. What do you think? Would the diamond shatter and scatter, become pulverized glitter reflecting light? Or do you think the bullet glances off, gets deflected, and ricochets?
I have no idea what happens. I certainly don't have the sharpshooter skills to find out. I still love the image and think it's a much better course of action to shoot the diamond than to be at all aggressive with the man who may have offered such an item. Frankly, I thought Shoot the Diamond was a rather anti-materialist, peace-keeping concept.
However. My friend Chris Foresman says absolutely not. No way. No. No. He hates it. Says both How to Cherish the Grief-Stricken AND Acquainted with Squalor are better, though he likes neither.
She then laughed uproariously adding, "That will send 'em running to the shelves!" Meaning, actually, no, no one will buy the book.
I said, "It's Salinger."
She said, "You're you. Pick a line from your own book."
Mother's always had quite a bit of sway, as most Freudians and dutiful daughters can appreciate. So. Mom's rather strong opinion coupled to the fact that the literary editor now suggests going back to How to Cherish the Grief-Stricken has left the collection a bit without form.
With all the eureka phenomenon for which anyone could ever hope, I woke up on the twenty-second thinking Shoot the Diamond would definitely be the answer.
I'd been reading about Annie Oakley, how she could (according to Wikipedia), "repeatedly split a playing card, edge-on, and put several more holes in it before it could touch the ground, while using a .22 caliber rifle, at 90 feet (27 m)."
I'm enough of a piss-poor marksman to know that's amazing.
Isn't it?
So I woke up with that title seared across the landscape of my mind wondering what exactly would happen if you shoot a diamond.
There are no YouTube videos showing what does. What do you think? Would the diamond shatter and scatter, become pulverized glitter reflecting light? Or do you think the bullet glances off, gets deflected, and ricochets?
I have no idea what happens. I certainly don't have the sharpshooter skills to find out. I still love the image and think it's a much better course of action to shoot the diamond than to be at all aggressive with the man who may have offered such an item. Frankly, I thought Shoot the Diamond was a rather anti-materialist, peace-keeping concept.
However. My friend Chris Foresman says absolutely not. No way. No. No. He hates it. Says both How to Cherish the Grief-Stricken AND Acquainted with Squalor are better, though he likes neither.
