Adaptation
they told me I should give
it to them to publish---
sign the dotted line,
crossed t's and x's and all,
a year's worth of a blog.
"wouldn't that be uninteresting?
shouldn't there be something
added when moving media?"
they assured me everything
would be well and that I'd
even see a profit, the next
big thing, everyone will be
doing it - blogs on books
"don't you want to be successful?
can't you come live in the real
world with the rest of the adults?"
they ignored my reservations,
and I couldn't keep the appointments
I made with my reason and
better judgment, I went along
not knowing where I was going
"I suppose this could be worthwhile
the journey I mean, not the place we get to
I'll probably sleep when we get there"
they kept assuring me, even when
the newspapers hit the stands and
I wasn't even mentioned that day,
or the next, or the next, or the next,
not even a footnote in the histories
"we did what we could - you never
know when they'll bite and when they won't,
better luck next time, kid."
I liked how this turned out last night, but it could've been the influence of my sleep-deprived state and having just read a bit of Only Revolutions.
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1 comment:
I like the structure of alternating dialogue and narrative. I can see how one would write this after reading Only Revolutions. I liked the line "and I couldn't keep the appointments
I made with my reason and
better judgment, I went along
not knowing where I was going"
I like the concept of your cognitive faculties being the sort of thing you keep blowing off.
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