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Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Eschew Politics?

It seems this week might be more interesting than I thought.  When I asked Leela what she wanted to guest blog about this week she said, and I quote: "That white het male and his stupid southern folksy advice that people eschew politics."

"Um..." I said, "You know I'm writing about the exact same thing on Friday, except that I think he's got some pretty good ideas about what it means to be a writer in the modern world."

Leela's eyes narrowed.  "I've never kung fu fought my own boss before.  Could be interesting."

"Wait," I said.  "Before you kick my ass up and down the entire Writing About Writing complex, maybe we could put our heads together and see if our ideas don't sort of dovetail a little."

"You want to see if the idea of "Richard Bausch is full of shit" and "Richard Bausch is not full of shit" dovetail?"

I swallowed.  "Please.  I really don't want to kung-fu fight."

"I don't blame you," she said, sliding into a preying mantis stance.

Anyway, I'm not going to tell you how that conversation went, but what I will say is that it should be an interesting week, and I'm writing this on the way to the emergency room to be treated for internal bleeding from my spleen.

So here's the plan.  Leela lays out all the reasons Richard Bausch can suck an elf on Thursday, and on Friday I talk about the reasons I think he's got a point.  If Leela feels our ideas are not necessarily mutually exclusive, she will present me with a "Proud-Sensei/Sifu nod" as I leave the building Friday night.  If she thinks I still need an ass-kicking, we set the W.A.W. amphitheater up in a Thunderdome configuration and the shit gets real.

Still...there's something open ended about the word "politics" that I think may keep me from taking a chainsaw to the pancreas come Saturday.  I hope.

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