Saturday, November 7, 2015

fingers on the keyboard

just finished my 'reading exercise'..Emma Straub's laura lamont's life in pictures which maybe I didn't get except as synapses after the fact, things that affect my own writing, how to make it real to the reader what is being written about..main character in this book is elsa emerson, perfectly good hollywood sort of name protected my typos tell me from losing her self into the absolute sell of the hollywood actor, ones who are successful.  elsa's name in hollywood is laura lamont and that works like rita hayward works, a character that dyes her hair brown then black though she's a natural blonde, I kind of think natural blondes are 'it'...that's what we all arrive at after a point, my own hair going through the back to light brown phase before turning white, apparently...being sixty five now I am thinking the wrinkle factor is kind of scary like I'm not going to look at that face in the mirror anymore...eeek.. doesn't matter, eyebrows matter, they should be plucked up a bit..perhaps...and my youngest son dedicated to the writing process since before he could actually breathe I think this as a mother that doesn't have that son, this is how strange our lives are and why hollywood should matter at all  because these guys are the ones who do the interface to PROTECt WHO we are and what we have as a valid life sgtatus...so anyway..ms lamont's brain function is described by straub as the daughter of a published wqriter (this is what I'm thinking doesn't matter if I'm wrong about that fact - this is how it comes across to me  ) and here I am with my own daughter and she's the meds dispensing authority around here because my own sgtatus is so far off from that, I guess this is the stuff that's changing now and soon I'll go back to my own house and life and not be here again for a while, that's kind of strange too and why it was a good thing to read this book it's a warm saturday here in Mesa I am listening to a chatter bird out by the pool, the soft sounds of saturday morning, two cups of coffee down finishing the book, was it a good one? we all want to love certain actresses I guess after watching a movie with them in it, that they translate our own 'best' emotions well enough that we can be content they'll always be inside us, those emotions because these guys provide the 220 conduit to keep the power flowing, that's what art/drama is importante.
Lamont ,,emerson doesn't really show us anything of her thought processes through straub except to say in the windows of elsa/laura's eyes we're getting a picture on going of how it was in hollywood during the 40's and through to the 70's assuming that politics and the sociology demography of california unfolded as we know it to have done there's some acknowledgement of heroin issues in the acting set, one husband dies of it the other is Hebrew and comes from NYC.  He's small for his age because of deprivation, typical tenement upbringing that isn't explained to how the man comes to be head of a big hollywood studio other than Laura marries him, evidently elsa stays home in Wisconsin and becomes her mother who doesn't say much except that she doesn't like Jewish people..it's all kind of convoluted and strange nothing like a Jackie Collins book on the same topic rather sedate and New Yorker magazine kind of factual to a point with vague references to Edith Head the costumer whose place was taken up by the ghosts of the star wars movies who designed the Korean inspired hairdos (were they really??) I had a book on that for a bit from the library..pretty much graphed out those star wars clothes would work well for invasionary processes prior to taking over a galaxy or a universe..much like the decimation of Alderon which is my point here - what actors/hollywood does for us men in the street - keeps us intact in a post nuclear age so our thoughts can catch up with us and say yes...the bloom is still on the rose, the sweet little newborn granddaughter does have the tiniest fingers..the dog does walk with confidence at the end of his leash..guess what?  there's catfish and their offspring in the storm drains, cleaning us ALL up now we've arrived at PNA  yahoo!!

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