Sunday, April 24, 2011

In which I procrastinate, with apologies to Steely Dan


Um, I guess this is from the POV of the impatient spouse, or perhaps the self-deprecating writer. As you can see, I'm getting a lot of important stuff done this weekend...


Your everlasting edits, oh your will is fadin' fast
So you reach for an expression that you think is gonna last
Well, you wouldn't even know tight phrasing if you held it in your hand
The scenes you call your darlings I can't understand

{Refrain}
Are you reelin' in the rewrites, sloggin' away the time
Are you gatherin' up the adverbs, oh your writing is sublime
Are you reelin' in the rewrites, sloggin' away the time
Are you gatherin' up the cliches, oh your writing is sublime

You've been telling me you're Hemingway since you were seventeen
In all the time I've known you, you haven't published one damn thing 
That book you wrote in college didn't turn out like you planned
The things you put on paper I can't understand

{Refrain}

You've spent a lot of money and you've spent a lot of time
The trips you make to conferences are just to socialize
After all the words you've written now you still don't have a plan
The way you spend your weekends I can't understand

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