I once read that a writer I admire reads 3-4 newspapers a day. I didn’t know there were that many, but in my determination to become a serious writer (serious Romance Novelist) I decided to give it a go.
I start with the The New Yorker, yes I know it’s not a newspaper, but I thought I could read an article or two, feel very learned and be entitled to throw out New Yorker bon mots at dinner parties. Thirty two pages into the article, with no end in sight, I decide to try The New York Times.
This is better. Nice manageable columns. Let’s see now… “Defection Hinted in Libyan Oil Minister’s Trip to Tunisia” or “Obama Aims to Reshape the Peace Debate.” I feel sort of dizzy and think I may be coming down with something. Nothing a nice cup of hot tea can’t help. Sipping my restorative tea I decide to dig into Obama’s Reshaping of the Peace Debate… whose debate, I wonder? They write these articles as if one is always up to date on current events. Ah, right, Israel and Palestine. I must say, as much as I think the Palestinians have a point, those Israelis are very bold. There is something about a no-nonsense man on a mission. My heart gives a little skip every time the ex-Mossad men check my trunk before parking at the Jewish Community Center…at any rate, back to Obama’s Peace Deb…what’s this?! “America’s Most Wanted Taken Off Air”. How sad. That John Walsh seems like such a nice man, and what tragedy he’s had to endure. So interesting how he turned his life into…HA! So Mrs. Mubarak has to give back her $4 million. Doesn’t seem quite enough for an entire country. I’m not sure one could buy a small Pacific Heights home for $4 million. She’s not even admitting any wrongdoing, it’s just “Screw you Egypt!” and off she goes. I must admit, her pugnacity forces a grudging resp…OH MY GOD! A 14 Year Old SON!!!!!!!!!
