So seeing as it’s been quite a while since I reached into my vast pile of rejection (and occasional acceptance) letters, and we haven’t had many amusing movie-related interactions* here lately, I thought it might be time to dredge up an ancient rejection letter. Random.org said I should choose this one, from Science Fiction Age:
So this week, and given its size, probably for a few more weeks, I’ve been reading Seveneves, an apocalyptic doorstopper of a novel by Neal Stephenson. Of course, “doorstopper of a novel” and “Neal Stephenson” do tend to go together; this particular one, if I shook it out of my eReader onto a stack of paper, would add up to about 900 pages, or about the same length of the original Shards before I split it into two parts, which I did because nobody is going to cough up
$17.99 $11.99 (the current price of Seveneves) for an eBook by me …
So last week we (mostly me) watched “Trouble with the Curve,” in which Clint Eastwood and Amy Adams work through their father/daughter issues, Amy Adams and Justin Timberlake work through their career vs. relationship issues, and some kid fails to work through his curveball-hitting issues.