The Great Man's Influence

Rainy Day Woman lycidas2 at earthlink.net
Fri Oct 26 00:30:09 CDT 2001


http://www.courses.vcu.edu/ENG-jkh/

The uncomfortable american narrow back truth of it is, I can't make
films or write novels. I can only write limericks. Novels don't much
matter anymore. Not like they once did. Film, film is the stuff to make,
but I can't. I can't write poetry that doesn't rhyme, but I can write
limericks. Hey, and I can sing better than Bob Dylan. 

Terrance wrote:
> 
> This is all very strange to me. I don't want to write novels, but I am
> thinking about writing a film script, a  parody of Don Quixote staring
> Doug Millison and his side kick Barbie. Maybe he will ride his desk
> chair Pokler into battle, a copy of GR stapled to his chest. He might
> recruit and assault cyber pilgrims as they try to make their way to the
> library to read from any other book but Gravity's Rainbow.



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