Showing posts with label Harlan Ellison. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Harlan Ellison. Show all posts

Sunday, July 8, 2018

July 8, 2018



Cooing in the morning.



Crazy Father's Day socks.



Goodbye Harlan Ellison, what a ride!



Hamlet, Act V, scene II

HORATIO: So Guildenstern and Rosencrantz go to't.

HAMLET: Why, man, they did make love to this employment;
They are not near my conscience; their defeat
Does by their own insinuation grow:
'Tis dangerous when the baser nature comes
Between the pass and fell incensed points
Of mighty opposites.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

October 24, 2010



"Shatneresque" as an answer in yesterday's NYT crossword led me to my personal library which has the above book. The original script for "The City on the Edge of Forever" by Harlan Ellison.



Here's Harlan Ellison explaining why his version and especially his ending was best.



Keith Richards autobiography Life comes out this week. CBS Sunday Morning did a nice piece on the roll-out of the book. Here is Keith Richards on Snorting Dad's Ashes. Book is on the must-read list.



The The Paris Review’s author interview series is now on-line. I always loved the one they did with Don DeLillo.
"Writing is a concentrated form of thinking. I don’t know what I think about certain subjects, even today, until I sit down and try to write about them. Maybe I wanted to find more rigorous ways of thinking."



A re-boot of Holmes in modern times will debut tonight: Sherlock. Opening episode is A Study in Pink, in contrast to A Study in Scarlet. Wonder if Mormons and RACHE come into play.



Today’s quote of the day in The Big Picture Blog is too good not to share:
"If the American people ever allow private banks to control the issue of their money, first by inflation and then by deflation, the banks and corporations that will grow up around [the banks], will deprive the people of their property until their children will wake up homeless on the continent their fathers conquered." -Thomas Jefferson

Here's another:
"Yes, we did produce a near-perfect republic. But will they keep it? Or will they, in the enjoyment of plenty, lose the memory of freedom? Material abundance without character is the path of destruction."