A new book start for The Library, featuring the actor for whom OMegg was written (but from his old t.v. show, Relativity). The idea was to make a movie for the price of three plane tickets, but we could never find even that small amount of money. My mom offered, but when she read the script it had too many drug scenes…
“How can you make a movie about Switzerland without talking about drugs?” I protested.
“What drugs?” she said.
“The whole pharmacological industry,” I said. “The stuff dad designed all that packaging for.”
“That’s different,” She said.
“Why?” I asked.
“Those are legal drugs.”
“But…. never mind,” I gave up. At that point she didn’t even know that LSD was invented by the Swiss in Basel. Americans have been more or less kept in the dark about the history of drugs: leagal and illeagal and the abitrariness and political motivations for those classifications. Morphine? Heroin? One is legal, one is not…. though I’ve heard that heroin is actually a better pain killer for cancer patients…and making a sort of comeback in some countries as a legitimate legal narcotic (it is after all, a purer opiate than morphine… and while I’m at it, shouldn’t opium be an option in palliative care? If I’m dying of cancer, I’d like to sit around like a Chinese mystic smoking opium, rather than be force fed on a morphine pump. opium sounds like a more ceremonial and poetic way to go… I hear it tastes great too…it’s like smoking a flower… no wait, it IS smoking a flower). We also never found the right actress, who was willing to work for travel… I mean a romance is all about Chemistry between the actors (you could see it between the Japanese characters in Die Alpen Lumen experiment). So this picture is drawn in a chemistry book.
So many people are participating in the Library Project and I love watching it grow. I don’t know what everyone’s motivations in participating are, but I wanted to state clearly, that for me, the library project is more or less a way of making another circle around the old collider of ideas, trying to get more speed into all the particles of the story… only now I’m writing this draft with a little help from my friends (visual, metaphorical, musical, dialog… ideas aboutd in The Library) and I’m writing it out in the open. It’s fun to fail in public. Isn’t that the American dream these days?
Here’s the second book Sharon Drum tossed from her library:
