obama wins the nobel and rickydoc has got the blues

A LITTLE LATER FRIDAY

the anguished 'he hasnt done anything yet' bleats of the obama haters are a joy to my ears

they have picked up my spirits

a luta continua

FRIDAY

well well well, obama wins the nobel, nobel folk call themselves gaming, trying to help him implement his agenda, gon be real interesting to see how the obama haters will react to this one

i have to admit this one surprised me too, but it shouldnt have, the nobel committee always play serious politics with that peace prize, thats the whole point of it

they look at the condition of the world today and try to determine how best to enhance the cause of peace

always nice to give it to folk who have already made their contribution but even better to put your hand on the scale just when it might really count, when it might make a difference

obama was having trouble implementing his vision and the committee decided to do what they do - longgame

what else, looks like between the cbo saying the health bill is budget friendly and this opt out compromise thats been floated lately where the states can opt out of a public option we just might have a public option on the board, today been a good day and its just gotten started

what other news, i guess thats it, i personally got a little taste of the blues, look like im behind on every hand, in every way, w/everybody, everything,

mostly these damned manuscripts im supposed to be reading for folk, every week that pile gets bigger and bigger while i give every discretionary moment to this novel because im just so damned desperate to be thru w/this thing

im about a week behind on all fronts and im feeling a little weary, stretched a little thin

also i notice that the winner of the nobel prize for literature this year is only 56 and i think im having to accept the fact that im just not the important first string writer i always thought and hoped i was when i was a young cub

you reach that point in life where its like damnation im just not as special as i once thought i was and life has just been one big string of disappointment and unrealized potential

i once dreamed of being a nobel prize for literature contender and here i am 59 and damn near a literary hasbeen, constantly striving to stay one step ahead of my grad students, trying to keep their respect, disappointed every time the macarthur come up and im not on the list, still working on a novel that after 10 years has not yet come to life

ashamed of my earlier works and ashamed that they are out of print and look like i just cant get out from under all these commitments i be making to read other folks manuscripts and striving to give them good critiques that will help them break into a literary world tightening up every day

got two presentations ive agreed to do for folk next week that are going to take days of preparation off my schedule, for no discernible reward, sometime you just cant say no to colleagues in need

and kinda feeling inadequate when it come to helping my family, seem like all of them struggling and i only got so much to give beyond trying to keep my own head above water - and evan moving into the household  has just become another tension point between me and bonnie, she thinks im too hard on him i think shes too indulgent and now shes mad at me all the time and expressing her perception of my inadequacy w/him, hes struggling woefully in school, sisters lights got turned off in spite of my little bi weekly contribution, im just tired, im weary in my bones tried  -

then abiba tells me ms grace, whom i have not spoken to in a year or so and was feeling bad about that, is in the hospital in serious condition, going down to the city saturday for amiris birthday party, will try to find out where she is and go see her - try to get by and see john

man im really fighting off the blues up in here and shouldnt be putting my business in the street - perhaps i should quit posting while im in this funky state of mind, try to get a little writing done

feel good for my boy obama, this is a game changer

all my love

rdoc

Comments

[BuffaloSoldier]

TELL ME WHEN WILL THEY CALL YOU A MAN BuffaloSoldier salutes LIBGEN. You know, SoulDoctor, I don't know if you read Joseph Heller's GOOD AS GOLD. He's one of the best comic/serious writers I ever read. In GOOD AS GOLD, Gold, the main charactor, has been commished by a publishing company to write about The Jewish Experience. The deadline is coming up and he's frantic. He runs about
having the very Jewish Experience, he can't seem to pin down in print. I read your blog and actually saw a humanistic, HooDoo novel with hugely deep, Invisible Man like proportions. I mean it's all there. The seemingly failed writer, envy of a writer he hasn't even read, (That nobel thing could be as political as anything else. Remember that committee doesn't even recognize American writing as serious. And Mueller's selection is actually being challenged on these chores)
the adoption and its understandable problems, the sister-all just waiting to be woven into print by a HooDoo craftsman. YOU ARE SOULDOCTOR BROTHER HOODOO FLOWERS OF THE CLAN FLOWERS. YOU HAVE YOUR MANDATE. one last thing: how dare you be dismissive of DE MOJO BLUES? It's only forgettable to those without memory. I'm BuffaloSoldier and I approve this swift kick in the butt.

[micthapoet]

thank you for your insight, Sir. I most certainly hope things turn out well for your sister, and Ms. Grace, and hope all smooths out on the home-front.

I was very moved by your confessions of/as an aging literary agent; "striving to stay one step ahead of [your] grad students" in an ever-"tightening" literary world. This painted a very vivid image for me, not necessarily of a race, but still of y'all running...As you talked more and more about your novel efforts I could see you trying to muster a sprint after a 10 year marathon - not an easy task. Perhaps I even became concerned for myself, fearing that I would someday end up in a similar spot...and knowing I've already wasted enough time to one day find my self disappointed and ashamed of my efforts....

But then I found great motivation in knowing that after so many years in the business you have not given up. And, knowing a little about the preparation it takes to perform, I am very grateful for the time you somehow find in your busy schedule to respond courteously to the requests of your friends and colleagues; for I had the wonderful experience of seeing and hearing you two weeks ago at our Underground Poetry Spot, and it was an experience I will not soon forget. In those brief moments I learned plenty about plenty, lets just leave it at that. Thank you for your contribution to our unique gathering.

Furthermore, it looks like I've found a spot to do some heavy reading!!! Best of luck with the novel and with all things personal and dear to you, Mr. Flowers. I hope to see you around and on that MacArthur List, too!!! You deserve it...

michael gaut
aka "mic" Tha Poet