I kind of caught myself being a hypocrite when I was rereading my last blog. In my comments about the book, WONDER, I made the point that some readers seem to prefer “turmoil, drama, catastrophe” to simple happiness. I said, “I don’t get it. I like happy.” That’s when it hit me. I do like happy, but I am the same person who wrote a book last year in which half a dozen people die in the prime of their lives. And now I’m finishing up my latest novel that involves a few more deaths. Yeah, I like happy all right, assuming I’m an undertaker who just loves people dying…it’s good for business. Maybe in my next book I’ll do the mass destruction thingy and kill off a whole city, just for laughs.
Then again, maybe that is why I like happy books. Mine are sad. Oh-oh, let me clarify that—only my ADULT books are sad. My kids’ books are happy and whimsical. Then again—again—my one children’s book does devote a chapter to the death of a loved one.
Okay, now I am worried about myself. I like happy, but I have death on my mind. I don’t understand. I like ice cream, dark chocolate, breads and cakes and cookies and pies and all those happy kinds of things. I like Santa Claus, puppy dogs and winning the lottery. I like Mickey Mouse, Toy Story, America’s Funniest Videos and, yes, I admit I even find that crazy TV show fun to watch—the one where people get knocked to smithereens while they traverse all kinds of moving obstacles.
So if I’m such a happy-go-lucky kind of guy, why do I keep killing off people in my books? I wonder if Alfred Hitchcock was a happy man. That scene in the shower in Psycho–that was just a rubber knife, wasn’t it? You know, one of those gag daggers you get as a prize at a carnival game. Yeah, a rubber knife. Hey, Al, that’s funny. I have to go watch that shower scene again now that I realize it was all a joke. All that blood on the tile wall and the stained water going down the drain. Ha! And it was all a rubber knife! It’s hilarious! …isn’t it? OMG! All of a sudden I don’t feel so happy…
It is still International Green Month (See blog for May 5th)
Do something green…grow mold on a piece of cheese
Books by Marc Kuhn: THE POPE’S STONE, an historical novel that follows two descendants of a Virginia family who, despite living a century apart, share uncanny similarities in their lives; NEVER GOOSE A MOOSE, a collection of whimsical verse featuring thought-provoking “never-do’s” that children should beware of; and ABOUT A FARM, a children’s book about challenges we all face every day, regardless of where we live. All three books are available at amazon.com and each has its own .com website under its title.
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