That reminds me of the opening lines (at least in the beginning) of Black Orpheous: Cebolas. Cebolas. -- which reminds me that I need to buy beef broth to make onion soup.
(With a mind that skips like that -- I think I can be a published writer?)
Comments: Americans are getting a new taste of corporate might in their wallets -- debit cards.
Now, I've never allowed a debit card in my wallet for fear of not keeping my check register straight. But, my suspicious urban-peasant radar was working overtime without me knowing. A recent New York Times (9 Sept 09) alerted me to why.
A lot of people, in the past, used debit cards because they thought they offered less problems than credit cards. That was before the banks latched onto debit cards as a new profit center. With computer systems that logged purchases to their advantage, banks started gathering all sorts of new fees, fees that cost the consumer more than a 25% interest credit card.
Nothing's better for the old bottom line than arranging the flow of charges so someone gets an overdraft fee of $50.00 on a $6.00 overdraft. Anyone care to calculate the interest rate on that? Then, if you don't pay the statement balance in total, you get to pay interest on the fee. Great racket?
I can't believe how many people think corporate-america has the consumers interest at heart. Or, those lobbyists-in-waiting in Congress.
Reading: We went to Barnes & Nobel for coffee and a scone. Yeah, we bought more books to decorate the house with -- mainly another Louise Penny for me. (The old man bought Grimories (sp) and some goofy compilation of practical jokes. Both of which I'll probably read.) I need more books to read like another five pounds on my hips
I'm finally reading Rick Riordan's Percy Jackson series. Nice to have a whole new set of monsters than the usual vampires and werewolves ... and demons. Too bad more writers don't mine Greek (and their Roman imitators) mythology. Can you imagine a minotaur pining from unrequited love and going all moonie? Or is that mooie?
Writing: My fantasy-reading son (who is one of my early [only?] readers) keeps holding Riordan as an example. To paraphrase: "Action. Action. Action. Your characters sit around and talk a lot."
Whatever, after finishing the third book, I get what he was saying. Riordan gives some great case studies for structuring a books with lots of action and fast moving chapters, even though the books are fairly long. I have a suspicion that's one of the secrets to writing for boys. After all, boys don't sit around and talk a lot.