Verses by Asimov Isaac

Author:Asimov, Isaac [Asimov, Isaac]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

And all the fans will say

As you walk your narrow way,

If all his yarns restrict themselves to masculinity, Why, what a most particularly pure young man that pure young man must be.

1954

THE AUTHOR’S ORDEAL

(With apologies to W.S.Gilbert) Plots, helter-skelter, teem within your brain; Plots, s.f. plots, devised with joy and gladness; Plots crowd your skull and stubbornly remain, Until you’re driven into hopeless madness.

When you’re with your best girl and your mind’s in a whirl and you don’t hear a thing that she’s saying; Or at Symphony Hall you are gone past recall and you can’t tell a note that they’re playing;

Or you’re driving a car and have not gone too far when you find that you’re sped through a red light, And on top of that, lord! you have sideswiped a Ford, and have broken your one working headlight; Or your boss slaps your back (having made some smart crack) and you stare at him, stupidly blinking; Then you say something dumb so he’s sure you’re a crumb, and are possibly given to drinking.

When events such as that have been knocking you flat, do not blame supernatural forces;

If you write s.f. tales, you’ll be knocked off your rails, just as sure as the stars in their courses.

For your plot-making mind will stay deaf, dumb and blind to the dull facts of life that will hound you, While the wonders of space have you close in embrace and the glory of star beams surround you.

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