2007/03/06 Zurich
A not so old man
Still waiting for the miracle
Another night, another reading, another interview. Last night I had to read with two Swiss autors, Thomas Hürlimann and Charles Lewinsky.
While being asked the old question about funny experiences on a reading tour, I gave the old answer: “I’m still waiting for a lady to propose to me after the reading.”
Last night a lady approached me after the reading, asked for a signature, said something that I could barely understand at first, but then I understood that she was proposing to me.
I borrowed her pen to sign other books, but when I was ready to return the pen she was nowhere to be found.
A young man from the publishing house said: “Don’t tell anybody that you were disappointed that you had to have dinner with an old man from your publishing house.”
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To attract the ladies you should consider a boxing career, but I would not recommend it to you. Maybe you should act more like the famous Flemish writer of books, Herman Brusselmans and tell us stories of unspeakable performances with beautiful young females.
(I would invite you for dinner too, but I am also an old man, alas)
Jan Thys, I'm not complaining at all. Just stating the facts.
I would, regardless the facts…– later on we all could have a laugh to keep some dignity regardless success or failure. Kind greetings.
And ‘never keep a lady waiting’ I learned too. You wait for them. You did not grasped the miracle, I fear. Ah, the life.
Waiting
Jan Thys, as good old Leonard Cohen wrote: There were many invitations/ I know you sent me some/ but I was waiting for the miracle to come
I finally started my job as a entertainer.
People have told me before the job comes with great starmanship, I never believed, but now I have to.
I met the friend of Robbie Williams' mother. She was an older lady. Beautifully arranged blond long hair, a cute accent and massaging hands to die for.
Miracles
My house will always be open to you, although I cannot promise you any miracles.
why don't you try to find her?It would be like a romantic quest. Only this time not with a shoe made out of glass but with a pen. (do you still have the pen?)
A shoe made out of glass?
Karin, I belive I still have the pen, but I do lose quite a lot of pens. To be honest. Especially on reading tours.
And where does this shoe made out of glass come from? Or am I ignorant about my own work?
cinderella (or don't you believe in fairytales)
Fairy tale
Karen, a fairy tale is called a fairy tale because it's impossible to believe in it, don't you agree?
fairy tales makes people use their imagination. It takes us to strange places and let us meet with absurd people that we in "normal" life would no meet. Isnt't that what you do with your stories, feeding the minds and imagination of people?
Fairy tales once again
Karen, I don’t question the value of myths and fairy tales in general, but to believe in a fairy tale is something else. And yes, stories feed the reader’s imagination, but so does a car accident. In other words feeding the imagination of people is not unique to stories or fairy tales for that matter.