An Ironic Sequel
In this November sequel, I’ve swapped October’s magic tricks and black hat for ironic new connections and a fur (or faux) chapeau. A crown of thorns adorns Willem Dafoe. And now that Tom Petty and I have already celebrated birthdays, I would like to feature two November born artists: Canadian writer Margaret Atwood and American film director Martin Scorsese.
A few days before Thanksgiving 2011, a Dutchman came to stay who would bestow a number of gifts upon me. After flying 5,500 miles across the Atlantic he landed at LAX. As we neared my house he asked to stop to pick up a few things and emerged from the Newport Beach store with a bouquet of yellow tulips. That would be like Margaret Atwood flying from Ontario or Quebec to Florida to buy maple syrup in a Miami super market. Still cool though – the tulips, beautiful and spring like – full of promise. A pivotal moment in a true story that could just as easily be fiction.
To clarify…a plot is a series of events that entice the reader to find out what happens next. But a plot is not a story, just as a story is not a plot. The story is what you make of the plot. And for that you have to let it evolve… Read More »