The Short Search Ends

Yesterday I mentioned how I was trying to track down David Pace Wigransky, the author of a letter during the comics scare of the ’50′s. Well, after what was a very tiring but shorter-than-imagined search, I actually found him.

The first thing I did was google him, of course–which provided the information that he had published a book on Al Jolson (Jolsonography). Or I should say may have written–there were two Amazon entries. One listed him as the author, another listed a man named Dave Jay. I searched copyright holdings and found that the two men had also apparently worked together on a book called Raising Hell, published in 1963 by the self-publisher Vantage Press.

So, I tracked down Vantage Press, and called them a total of three times to get through their automated menu. Editorial led to an automated message stating that the chief editor had left and could be reached elsewhere. Pressing ’0′ gave me a voicemail line that cut off after 45 seconds, before I could finish spelling “wigransky.” Finally, though, I hit upon accounting, where a lady who was obviously bemused and a little confused by my question told me they don’t keep records that far back.

Back to google. This time I checked the Social Security death index. He would be around 78, so maybe he had passed away. But I found nothing.

What eventually happened is I took a break from trying to find Wigransky to actually start writing the paper, and at the very bottom of an article someone had sent me for reference was the note that David Pace Wigransky died in 1969, around the age of thirty-six.

I am very sad, and in need of chocolate.

A Very Tedious Project

It seems to me lately that I’ll be sitting down to start doing everything I have to do before I can write, and then I’ll look up at it’ll be 8:30–and I’m only halfway through homework, let alone being able to write my stuff.

A friend (who was doubtlessly tired of hearing me whine) suggested that if I was so upset about not figuring out where my time went, then perhaps I ought to go look. So for the whole week, I am recording every single word I write. I am also trying to cut down on the amount of online “waste time” I have.

Noble goals, however I am not known for achieving them.

Let’s see how this goes. Hopefully at the end I’ll have some interesting statistics as well as a multitude of spiffy pie charts.

Just a little example of all the things I’m working on right now (I tend to call my novels by the first name of the main character, and yes I know I’m weird):

  • Carson (novel, cop-noir)
  • Karen (YA semi-superhero novel)
  • The Revolutionaries (near-future sci-fi novel)
  • Teach Me (short story near completion, near-future sf)
  • a term paper on the comics scare of the 1950′s that I’m hoping to turn into a multimedia thing.

So much to do, so little time.

Words written so far today, for everything: 998

For my actual projects:  483