Better Than …

I’ve got a story going up tomorrow on the great new webzine Lenox Avenue which is now entering it’s second year, I believe. I’ll post a link to the actual page of my story when it goes live.  Today is my day off, and I’m just hanging out, relaxing, reading, thinking about what I’m going to do next.  Here’s some stuff that’s occured to me based on current reading and watching.

Chuck Palahniuk’s  Lullaby … better than …  Chuck Palahniuk’s Fight Club …

David Milch’s Deadwood (HBO) … better than … The Sopranos …

Larry David’s Curb Your Enthusiasm … better than … David & Seinfeld’s Seinfeld

John Grisham … better than … you might think .

Richard Yates … better than … anyone else I’ve read in at least five years.

Conducting myself as befits myself … better than … joining a writer’s organization only to find that the officers have recently implemented a "code of conduct" voted on only by the officers and NOT the entire membership.  Non-binding of course (like the pirate code according the Geoffrey Rush, I suppose? — "not actually a code, more like guidelines really") The last time a saw a "code of conduct’ it was in an new employee packet and I was on my way to pee in a cup. But hey I need a paycheck. I don’t know that I need this bullshit though. Can’t say too much more about the SFWA code of conduct, however. I mean, I haven’t even seen a copy. 



One thought on “Better Than …

  1. Jenn Reese says:

    Yes, I remember there being some nonsense about a Code of Conduct. I think we all have to wear pink party dresses and learn to yodel.

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