When I found out that there was an actual Star Trek movie, I found out in a movie book that I read in 1983. It amazed me that there was an original Star Trek movie. The networking was so bad in 1979 that I only found out about Star Trek three years later. By then, I hadn’t seen it. I only got to read the movie classifieds in the newspapers on the odd occasion. I have wondered what Star Trek: The Motion Picture would look like on the big screen if they had informed me earlier. Other people saw the movie then but being current eluded us for some reason. Star Trek just wasn’t on my radar. But they said it wasn’t that good, so I hadn’t missed much. About twenty-five years later, when I watched it for the first time, after work one day, I was looking for the flaws in it, because I was informed it was bad. Then I watched it again, forty years after its release, and found it a rather pleasant experience, no foul language and quite an amenable feel to it. I didn’t think it was that bad, as they told us. It might have been even interesting.
Writing foundations—the core values—and the silent voice they come through. At other times, the abstract nature of writing takes over everything else. It is a piece of artistic license drowning out any other concerns. Should I go back and edit, or let it be? That would be the question I ask, if my writing hand got away with me.
“This is part of me, another part of me, through the words of a writer–he observes, has built a story out of me. He’s part me, another part of me.” Who are you?
The rejected writer said: “Quite simply, the negative outcome seems likely if submitting more, going by past record. Why go on the merry go round of rejection slips with the same publisher? There is a time to stop what one is doing once it is pointless.”
His friend replied: “So, this is the end of submitting to this publisher, then? Sad, but inevitable, I suppose. I hate break-ups, but they did give thirty-odd reasons to, read: rejection slips.”
He thought in an ecstatic rage: Would be the last note from them. This means I write nothing more for this publisher.