ON DAILIES

I think I’ve started to like this daily, specially named articles. I will continue to write them as long as life permits me.

REMNANTS FROM DREAMS AND BROKEN THOUGHTS

I’m currently reading WONDERBOOK by JEFF VANDERMEER. It is a superbly good book on writing with kickass design. One of the tips he gave was to keep a writable medium to record whatever the mind dredges up from the murky depths of subconscious. Here are mine.

I imagined this fragment as a dialogue. I heard it protagonist is telling all this to a guy – a hostage. The character who is telling it is the kidnapper. No idea who he is or why he’s making that statement but it popped into my mind like snap:

You know you are getting old when the porn actresses you jack off to start to labeled as milfs and then became pensioners. Fuck, Adnan, that’s what we are down to… Making chronological assumptions based on porn.

I mean, this is very sad when you think all this medium was created with a militart goal in mind. Then turned academical and a side effect hijacked the whole nine yards.

Lights a cigarette

Carbon dating based on the cultural stuff you consume… now isn’t that a novel idea!

Second one is a rumination when I was close to sleep. It has the title Allure of the Old Tech:

From Battletech to Warhammer 40k there is a fascination with the old tech. In those universes the devices and other items built in the previous age is better and more precious as a result.

I think I can sympathize. When I think about my old computers such as Amiga and C64 I remember my experience as better…

Then again the second paragraph doesn’t lead me to where I want to go. The trigger for this fragment was a fleeting memory: My fascination with the laptops when I was a teenager. Back then those devices neither cheap nor that widely used. But my budding technofetishist mind imagined such possibilities, stuff I can do with them – childish fantasies in hindsight, really. I mean this was a time when there is no internet and my sole goal was to write in an e-zine or something yet…

The last fragment is something that I created yesterday. It was a dream fragment, remains of a nightmare I’ve seen.

A guy with Japanese features is sitting on a plane, he wakes up with a startle. The guy sitting next to him asks “Are you okay?”. He nods, but doesn’t answer.

Then the narrative cuts to a forest. The same guy, escaping through a forest. A humanoid shape is after him. It eventually catches up with him and what he sees finally is a face monstrous yet having similar features like him. Before its jaws snap he says “Son…?” And he wakes up in the plane, returning to first scene.

When I prodded it more I thought this all happened in a place like hell or purgatory with a Frankenstein-y twist.

So far these are the records I’ve kept.

ON WONDERBOOK – AGAIN

It is a hard book to speak about. When I say “it is a book that teaches you how to write fiction” it would not convey the meaning I want it to carry. It shows some ideas about how to be about it but it doesn’t give you clear cut, do-or-die rules. But eventually it gleans some structural and creative information about how to write fictional narrative.

It is a good book, it talks good, it talks nice – and doesn’t force you to do anything. If nothing else the pictures in it are very pretty and looking at them makes me happy. It even has some pages from CODEX SERAPHINIANUS what more can I want?

For my part I realized that I tend to go on a different tangent without finishing the train of thought I began. I mean I finish that thought in my mind but don’t write. As a result this creates out of sync passages and doesn’t flow evenly when read by another reader than me.

It is a book which I feel, I’ll return time and again.

GOODREADS

Speaking of reading this year I decided to keep track of what I read in GOODREADS. I finished five novels in a very short time. Then I started to read PETER WATTS’s ECHOPRAXIA and it doesn’t go that fast. My problem is, I really fell in love with the universe he describes, but the prose is killing me. To be specific I didn’t like the characters he describe and I didn’t make a meaningful contact with any of them. Yet the tech he describes is fan-tastic. So I am reading it, slowly but surely.

Apart from that I’m reading DIPLOMACY by HENRY KISSINGER yet again. I feel like I should finish it, properly, without skipping and making annotations and all but I fail to do the last part. Wonder how people like WILLIAM BLAKE and SAMUEL PEPYS took annotations? Blake’s are witty, informative and often shows his state of mind when he was on that chapter. Mine are… well… not that good and I have this reticience on writing on the book. Taking notes on a laptop while reading is a jarring experience, taking notes on a post-it makes the pages look like a todo list and writing them on a notebook often requires writing the passage I’m commenting on so it takes a lot of time.

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