If I could play an instrument, boy, that would be great. George and I have similar dreams. R.T. I think that is all of our real dreams. Except those who want to paint.
I'll take the power to change their minds but clouding will work. I took a carpentry class once but when I couldn't master the miter box the instructor said maybe I was aiming too high.
Growing up, I always wanted to be an architect, though it really was to be a designer of homes, not commercial structures. I so did want to go to to Taliesin West to study. The math required for the structural engineering part of that killed the hopes.
The other dream would to have been a professional nature / wildlife photographer.
I am pretty happy too but I would still like to score a movie, or be an abstract artist, or build a house, or be an architect or write a great novel or cloud people's minds. Anything really.
I've always admired people who can play several instruments, especially those who can play by ear. Sadly, I have almsot no musical talent (I played sax, badly, for a couple of years as a kid). My top choices would be (surprise!) banjo and piano.
George, I think I'd be good at the old time rock & roll too - I could alternate hours with Cap'n Bob as we both know a lot of trivia - but I don't have that real radio voice. Pick the music, yes, but I'd need someone else to be my stunt voice.
I would love to be an opera singer. Many years ago, for my first Mother's Day, my husband, knowing my secret wish, gave me a certificate for private lessons with a voice coach. It was a lot of fun (the coach started off by saying that I had "mezzo-soprano cheekbones" and, sure 'nuff, when he tested my range, that was what I was), but I'll never be able to sing professionally--although, after a couple of drinks, I've been known the belt out "Stormy Weather"!
Isn't it interesting that not a single one of us said anything to do with computers or technology, excepting the radio DJ people, and radio is pretty old tech. I guess it no one's secret dream to design a new killer app for the smart phone.
Not smart enough to mess with smart phones. And it's fairly recently that I finally realized what "aps" were. I thought they were saying "abs." So that's where I am.
Win Friends And Influence People...oh, that was already covered in Cloud [People's] Minds.
I know someone who is creating the equivalent of aps. I think he'd really like the opportunity to hone his extant skills in music and visual art. He is improbably happy about the small details of a bathroom remodel, since that's as close to honing his skills as he can afford to indulge at the moment, with a work schedule rather like my own.
My own voice, perhaps given my ancestry unsurprisingly, is best suited to bluegrass and gospel. My ear when I was a bad trombonist was my greatest skill...I certainly was a poor sight-reader.
What's the Worst Thing That Can Happen, Al Tucher, A TWIST OF NOIR
The Good Doctor, Adam Haslett, YOU ARE NOT A STRANGER HERE
Clouds in A Bunker, David Cranmer, PULP INK
Burning End, Ruth Rendell, THE BEST OF THE BEST SHORT STORIES 1986-1995
Something is Out There, Richard Bausch, MURDERLAND
Uncle, Daniel Woodrell, A HELL OF A WOMAN
Dark Adapted Eye, Katherine Tomlinson, SHOTGUN HONEY
Whiteout on Van Buren, Don Winslow, PHOENIX NOIR
An Invisble Minus Sign, Denise Mina, DEADLY HOUSEWIVES
Everything I Want, Megan Abbott, SPEED CHRONICLES
The Garage Sale of the Three Lindas, Marly Swick, THE SUMMER BEFORE THE SUMMER OF LOVE
Everybody Loves Somebody, Sandra Scoppettone, A HELL OF A WOMAN
Harpooned, Sandra Seamans, MYSTERICAL-E
Burn Patterns, Michael C. White MARKED MEN
World of Gas, Bonnie Jo Campbell AMERICAN SALVAGE
Snakes in the Briar Patch, Chad Eagleton, Cathode Angel
Sea of Grass, Jim Wilsky, ROSE AND THORN
The Pool, Keith Taylor from LIFE SENTENCES
Locked Out, Art Taylor, PLOTS WITH GUNS
Giving Blood, John Updike from THE MAPLES
Two and Half Miles, W.D. County, SPINETINGLER
ReBecca, Vicki Hendricks, FLORIDA GOTHIC STORIES
What is Your Emergency, Chris Rhatigan, GRIFT MAGAZINE
Here We Are in Paradise, Tony Earley
2. 984, 000 Pounds of Pressure, Anonymous Nine. Crime Factory: The First Shift
You Boys Be Good, Antonya Nelson
A Blunderbuss for a Broken Heart, Chris LeTray Pulp Modern 2
Spending Light, John Stickney, NEEDLE, Issue 2
365- February
A New Life, Kyle Minor, DISCOUNT NOIR
A Composer and His Parakeets, Ha Jin GOOD FALL
Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been, Joyce Carol Oates
Girls in Their Summer Dresses, Irwin Shaw
The Last Spin, Evan Hunter
The Birthday Party, Graham Greene
Blue, Rachel Seiffert, FIELD STUDY
Tonto Woman, Elmore Leonard, THE COMPLETE WESTERN STORIES
Only Good Ones, Elmore Leonard, THE COMPLETE WESTERN STORIES OF ELMORE LEONARD
Super Trooper, Nigel Bird, OFF THE RECORD
The Incident at Owls' Creek Bridge, Ambrose Bierce
Food Man, Lisa Tuttle, BEST OF CRANK
The Babysitter's Code, Laura Lippman, PLOTS WITH GUNS
Graveyard Shift, James Reasoner, Hard-Boiled
Portrait of An American Family, Benoit Lelievre, SHOTGUN HONEY
Thanks for the Ride, Alice Munro, Dance of the Happy Shades
A MAtter of Principal, Max Allan Collins, FAVORITE KILLS
Cold Snap, Thom Jones COLD SNAP
Piano Man, Bill Crider, ON DANGEROUS GROUND
The Ladder, Adrian McKinty, CRIME FACTORY: FIRST SHIFT
THe Confessor, Lonni Lees, SHOTGUN HONEY
Plaything, Daniel Hatadi, DEADLY TREATS
Going to Shrewsbury, Sarah Orne Jewett, THE COUNTRY OF THE POINTED FIRS
Sunlight Nocturne, Bill Cameron, DEADLY TREATS
Escapes, Joy Williams, ESCAPES
Ugly Pictures, Terrie Moran, THE AWARENESS
Just Another Saturday Night, William Link, EQMM
Pride, P.J. Parrish, DETROIT NOIR
Bonus, Jim Ray Daniels, DETROIT TALES
Casanova Succumbs to Two-Ton Tina, Rob Kitchin, A TWIST OF NOIR
The Lost Child, Jean Thompson WHO DO YOU LOVE
365-March
365 March
Unfortunate Misfortunes of a Man Named Lud, John Weagly, FIRES ON THE PLAIN
Lamb to the Slaughter, Roal Dahl
The Navy Man, Kyle Minor, IN THE DEVIL'S TERRITORY
Cops and Robbers, Jean Stafford, MOTHERLOVE
Tort, Ken Bruen, EQMM
Melinda, Judy Doenges, O'HENRY AWARDS
Honeymoon, Arturo Vivante, SOLITUDE
Hard Rain, Katherine Tomlinson, NOHO NOIR
Bobby Conroy Comes Back from the Dead, Joe Hill, THE LIVING DEAD
Death is Daily, Craig Garret , FIRES ON THE PLAIN
Ice, Lily Tuck, 2011 O'Henry Collection
The Basher, Jason Starr, Wall Street Noir
Your Fate Hurtles Down at You, Jim Shepard, 2011 O'Henry Collection
The Neglected Garden, Kathe Koja, WEIRD STORIES
Windeye, Brian Evenson, 2011 O'HENRY COLLECTION
Triangulation, Anonymous-9, THE BIG CLICK
The Genius, Frank O'Connor
Why I Live at the PO, Eudora Welty
How to Talk To Your Mother, Lorrie Moore, SELF HELP
Jungle Bob, Ron Scheer, FIRES ON THE PLAIN
Last Song of Antietam, Patrick Lambe, ON DANGEROUS GROUND
On the Gull's Road, Willa Cather
Leaf in the Wind, Gene Wolfe, STORIES
Pack of Cards, Penelope Lively
Ember Days, Nick Ripatrazone, PLOTS WITH GUNS
The Chrysanthemums, John Steinbeck
Stay Awake, Dan Chaon, STAY AWAKE
Smantha's Diary, Diana Wynne Jones, STORIES
Unwell, Carolyn Parkhurst, STORIES, (Gaiman and Sarrantonio)
Naked Angel, Joe Lansdale, L.A. NOIRE
The Bees, Dan Chaon, STAY AWAKE
Blue Rose, Peter Straub
365 -April
Land of the Lost, Stewart O'Nan, STORIES Push Comes to Shove, B.V. Lawson, NEEDLE What He Was Like, William Maxwell, Running Hard, R. Thomas Brown, ALL DUE RESPECT Mr. & Mrs. Dove, Katherine Mansfield (online) The Beginning of Grief, Adam Haslett Family Ties, Craig McDonald, GRIFT Rosie's Chicken & Biscuits, Axel Howerton, FIRE ON THE PLAINS Not Quite Final, Richard Bausch, Who Has Seen the Wind, Carson McCullers, Confession, Stella Pope Duarte, PHOENIX NOIR Bonanza, Jo Ann Beard, THE BOYS OF MY YOUTH Flying Solo, Ed Gorman, DAMN NEAR DEAD 2 Triage, Alice Elliott Dark She Don't Eat No Meat, Kurt Gowran, NEEDLE No Rest for the Weary, Sandra Seamans, FOTP The Traveler, Wallace Stegner, THE COLLECTED STORIES Mortals, Tobias Wolff, THE NIGHT IN QUESTION Here Comes Santa Claus, Bill Pronzini Titanic Victim Speaks Through Waterbed, Robert Olen Butler, He Loved Her So Much, Sandra Scoppettone, LOVE KILLS How to Become a Writer, Lorrie Moore, SELF HELP I Danced with the Prettiest Girl, Dagoberto Gilb, Zolaria, Caitlin Horrocks, THIS IS NOT YOUR CITY The Squatter, Andy Henion, PLOTS WITH GUNS Romero's Shirt, Dagoberto Gilb, THE MAGIC OF BLOOD Pie Dance, Molly Giles, YOU'VE GOTTA READ THIS. Greatness Strikes Where it Pleases, Lars Gustaffson The Infamous Bengal Ming, Rajesh Parameswaran, A Hand on the Shoulder, Ian McEwan, THE NEW YORKER A Good Man is Hard to Find, Flannery O'Connor Hard Times, Ron Rash, BURNING BRIGHT Peconic Nightmares, R. Thomas Brown, BEAT TO A PULP The Best of Everything, Richard Yates
May, 365
Monsters of the Deep, Elissa Schappell, BLUEPRINTS FOR BUILDING A BETTER GIRL
Solitary Confinement, Sandra Seamans, COLD RIFTS
Lookout Mountain, John Floyd, MYSTERICAL-E
Doctor Jack-o'-lantern" Richard Yates, ELEVEN KINDS OF LONELINESS
Bulldozing the Baby, Jo Ann Beard, BOYS OF MY YOUTH
Ray's People Have Always Been Soldiers by Barry Basden
Symbols and Signs, Vladimir Nabokov, THE NEW YORKER 1948
Referential, Lorrie Moore, THE NEW YORKER
The Barber's Unhappiness, George Saunders, Pastornalia
A Commercial Proposition, Richard Wheeler
Thou Still Unravished Bride, Avram Davidson
Car Crash While Hitchhiking, Denis Johnson, JESUS' SON
Someone to Watch Over Me, Richard Bausch, THE COLLECTED STORIES OF
Undead, Beniot Lelievre, FLASH FICTION OFFENSIVE
A Freeway on Eartlh, Heath Lowrance, BURNING BRIDGES
Recitatif, Toni Morrison
We Dance, Jane Hammons, FICTIONAUT
Sadie, Jack and Fluffy Go on a Trip, Dennis James, MOBIUS
Health, Joy Williams, ESCAPES
No Place for You, My Love, Eudora Welty
The Sister's Tale, Castle Freeman, ROUND MOUNTAIN
Sitting on Top of the World, Bill Crider
Woman on the Dunes, Anais Nin
Stars of Motown Shining Bright, Julie Orringer, HOW TO BREATHE UNDERWATER
Words are Cheap, Ken Bruen, MURDALAND
Kiss Me Again, Stranger, Daphne Du Maurier
Molotov, Chris Le Tray, ALL DUE RESPECT
Looking for Romance at a Writer's Convention, Richard Wheeler
25 comments:
If I could just pick old Rock & Roll songs like PIRATE RADIO did, I think I might be able to bring it off.
Professional musician.
Politician (yes, really).
Think tank researcher.
Writer.
I would write the great English-language novel that would bump ULYSSES off of so many of those "best novel" lists.
Well, having thought about that idea a bit more, how hard could it really be to do so? Sorry, Jimmy Joyce, for being so disrespectful.
If I could play an instrument, boy, that would be great.
George and I have similar dreams.
R.T. I think that is all of our real dreams. Except those who want to paint.
I would like to have the skills necessary to build a house.
I would like to have the skills to maintain a house. Or any part of the house. Being able to fix anything at all would be swell.
Carpentry. I always have ideas for furniture, but can never find what I want.
Great singer/guitarist. I'd also like the power to cloud men's--and women's--minds.
I'll take the power to change their minds but clouding will work.
I took a carpentry class once but when I couldn't master the miter box the instructor said maybe I was aiming too high.
Talk radio
Be a clairvoyant/channel
astronomy
Fix things.
But, to be honest, I'm remarkably happy.
OK, I'd like to sing. But playing harp and guitar are acceptable substitutes.I can live with this.
Really. Remarkably happy.
Growing up, I always wanted to be an architect, though it really was to be a designer of homes, not commercial structures. I so did want to go to to Taliesin West to study. The math required for the structural engineering part of that killed the hopes.
The other dream would to have been a professional nature / wildlife photographer.
I am pretty happy too but I would still like to score a movie, or be an abstract artist, or build a house, or be an architect or write a great novel or cloud people's minds.
Anything really.
I've always admired people who can play several instruments, especially those who can play by ear. Sadly, I have almsot no musical talent (I played sax, badly, for a couple of years as a kid). My top choices would be (surprise!) banjo and piano.
Jeff M.
George, I think I'd be good at the old time rock & roll too - I could alternate hours with Cap'n Bob as we both know a lot of trivia - but I don't have that real radio voice. Pick the music, yes, but I'd need someone else to be my stunt voice.
Jeff M.
Our family is particularly bereft of musical talent. I would love to play the piano.
I would love to be an opera singer. Many years ago, for my first Mother's Day, my husband, knowing my secret wish, gave me a certificate for private lessons with a voice coach. It was a lot of fun (the coach started off by saying that I had "mezzo-soprano cheekbones" and, sure 'nuff, when he tested my range, that was what I was), but I'll never be able to sing professionally--although, after a couple of drinks, I've been known the belt out "Stormy Weather"!
Oh, you got close to it, Deb. I like to sing New York, New York in the shower. My son actually taped it once and that was almost enough to stop me.
Isn't it interesting that not a single one of us said anything to do with computers or technology, excepting the radio DJ people, and radio is pretty old tech. I guess it no one's secret dream to design a new killer app for the smart phone.
Not smart enough to mess with smart phones. And it's fairly recently that I finally realized what "aps" were. I thought they were saying "abs." So that's where I am.
I've made up a soundtrack for my own movie. I think I'd like that better than directing the movie itself.
Win Friends And Influence People...oh, that was already covered in Cloud [People's] Minds.
I know someone who is creating the equivalent of aps. I think he'd really like the opportunity to hone his extant skills in music and visual art. He is improbably happy about the small details of a bathroom remodel, since that's as close to honing his skills as he can afford to indulge at the moment, with a work schedule rather like my own.
My own voice, perhaps given my ancestry unsurprisingly, is best suited to bluegrass and gospel. My ear when I was a bad trombonist was my greatest skill...I certainly was a poor sight-reader.
Music-I can carry a tune but not the tune anyone likes-Broadway fare.
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