Tagging is for suckas

Well, Steph tagged me for some seven songs thing that I don't see the point off, but I'm going to do it anyways because summer is usually pretty boring for me. Here's the basic jist.

List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they’re not any good, but they must be songs you’re really enjoying now, shaping your spring summer. Post these instructions in your blog along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they’re listening to.

Right, here goes.

• Walk on the Wild Side, by Lou Reed. Hopefully this won't affect my summer in any odvious way since the song is about kinky sex, transvetitism, use of hard drugs and gay prostitution. Still it's an excellent song.
• The Velvet Underground & Nico, by The Velvet Underground & Nico. Okay, this is an album, but it is a damn cool album and it sounds best when you lisean to it as a total album.
• Blonde on Blonde, by Bob Dylan, again an Album. I'd half to say my favorite tracks on this one are "Stuck inside a Mobile with the Memphis Blues Again," and "Aboslutely Sweet Marie." I've been puzzling over the line "But to live outside the law you must be honest," in the Sweet Marie for awhile trying to figure out what Dylan's suppose to mean by that.
• Look up the Sky, by The Pebbles, Japanese garage band I got on a compliation album of Itunes. This song makes me think of summer.
• Hotel Calfornia(Spanish Mix), by the Gipsy Kings. THE JESUUUUS!
• Highway 61 Revisited, by Bob Dylan. Again an album! Do I have any respect for the sanctity of tagging? No! Excellent album. Perfect from start to finish.
• Mother Mary, by the Foxboro Hot Tubs. Catchy song that will be on the soundtrack to my novel.

I will now tag George W. Bush, Quentin Tarantino, Charles Manson, George Eliot, His Imperial Majesty the Emperor Akihito of Japan, Michael J. Anderson and Alejandro Jodorowsky. Can't wait to see what they come up with.

Busted Computers make me angry

My home computer, the one I usually use, has a real bad virus. We aren't going to use it for awhile and this is a problem for me. Not only do I not like using the older and slower computer, but my Itunes information is on the other computer. I can't recharge my Ipod on the other computer either. I still got some good battery power on it, but I don't think it can last much beyond Wednesday, and that's only if I don't use it.
The job search still isn't doing well. I looked around in the newspaper and I found ads to start a home business and work at a cosmetics store. I don't know if I can work at as a cosmetics store, and I'm unsure if I can do a home business. I'm thinking I may start busking, reciting poetry for loose change. I don't know if that can work. When I get home I'll be calling my employment specialist.
On another note, I am trying on writing more often. I'm hoping on getting ten to twenty pages done per day, not including blog entries. I think this is a good way to start and as I get more time to write, and better endurance I'll work my way up to twenty. This will take awhile of course, and I am also reading three books at the moment. I also plan on reading some short stories, since I could probably make some money off of that. Not much, but it would get me noticed. So far I only have "Godot is Dead," but I'll pick up a few books of short stories while I'm at the library. I have The Complete Works of Edgar Allan Poe beside me now. That should be a start. Also I have a bunch of science fiction magazines at home I could read. I haven't read science fiction in awhile and with the Robert A. Heinlein novel "The Moon is a Harsh Mistress," I plan on returning to more. Specifically Heinlein, and Spider Robinson who is like a hippie-folk singer version of Robert A. Heinlein.
I'm starting to wonder what kind of mode my fiction will take. At first I thought I'd write science fiction, then I figured I'd write epic fantasy, now I seem to have abandoned my original concept of an epic fantasy realm. At the moment, the closest thing I have to an epic fantasy is the Hippie story(ies) and that hasn't event begun to be written yet. At the moment, I don't think I have any specific type, any specific genre. I'm just going to great works of literature that bend all genres. I might still write an epic fantasy, but I think it would be something like Stephen King's Dark Tower series. No elves or dwarves or hobbits or replicas of medieval Europe. I'm probably going to be more inspired by Islamic society of the Middle-East and India. But at the moment my two main concerns are The Last Dance Revolution and the really really big Hippie book that is going to be at least 500 pages. I'd go into more detail, but who knows what kind of dirty little plagiarists are trying to steal my ideas.
So, that's it for today I suppose. Below I have the Question of the Post. That is where I ask you your opinion about something. Read and reply.
Question of the Post: Do you enjoy reading about all the updates in my life? Do you find it helps give me a more personal setting? Do you think my life is boring?

Carnivale: It's Better Then Lost

Okay, it's the thirties. The Dust bowl has rendered the Mid-West a barren waste land. Why wouldn't make that the setting for the Apocalyptic battle between good and evil? That is basically Carnivale in a nut shell, but it is more complicated then that.

To elaborate on the plot, Carnivale tells the story of two different people on opposite ends of the spiritual line. The first plot deals with Ben Hawkins (the guy sitting behind the door of the truck in the picture) who's mother has died and his family farm stolen. Lucky for him, a carnivale has passed by and he gets work there. As we learn more about Ben, it's apparent that he has supernatural healing abilities, and receives various visions such as being chased in a corn field by a guy with a way freaky tree tattoo on his chest and World War One. As all this is going on, were told the story of Brother Justin (the priest to the right) who lives in California with his sister Iris. Brother Justin also has supernatural powers, such as making old ladies cough up coins and forcing people to commit suicide by showing them the worst thing they've ever done. He's what people who know this stuff call "The Usher." And Ben and Brother Justin have to fight it out for the destiny of the world. Oh, and Ben has to stop the first Atomic Bomb Explosion. If this doesn't sound like the coolest show ever to be seen on television, then I am not doing a good enough job of explaining it.

So naturally, this show having such an original concept, having such a good script and such a great cast, they had to shut it down right when it was getting real good. It only lasted two seasons out of it's six season run getting replaced with a show about Polygamists who weren't engaged in anything this vital or important. May whoever took this show from the air be damned to hell. I only wish Daniel Knauf, the guy who came up with this brilliant series comes up with a movie for the next part because I so want to see what happens next. Please Daniel Knauf, if your reading this by some miracle, MAKE THAT MOVIE! Or better yet, make a graphic novel and then a movie. I will help you in anyway I can.

So anyways, Carnivale. Get it, watch it, be amazed my it's amazingness and damn HBO

The Hippie Stories

As many of you may or may not know, I plan on writing a major series of books taking place in the 1960's. So far this is taking the form of one really big novel that's at least 1000 pages, or a series of four major novels. I think that the later is what I'll do because, A) It's less work and B) I don't want this to get to conveluted which four novels would lead too. This does not include the Jack Blackwright Stories, though both the Jack Blackwright books and the Hippie Novel will share characters. The Hippie novel could also be called a Jack Blackwright book, but Jack isn't going to be the main focus of this.

I've been wanting to write something about the Hippies for awhile now. There is something really mythic about them to my generation, and love it or hate it, the sixties had several major events in Western history. I was never a part of this generation, but I lisean to alot of the music from that time. Comparitivly, I'm really big on Beat Generation literature which was also an influence on the hippies, no matter how much Kerouac thought they where communists.

Lost my train of thought there, oh well. I don't want to give to much away. I should be consentrating on the Last Dance Revolution anyways.

My Sentence Is Up!

After five years I have completed my tenure of High School. For the next two months I am in limbo, preparing for University and hopefully getting some money.

The feeling of being cut of from School is kind of strange. There's a great emptiness in my life now that school isn't there. I don't know what it is I'll do with myself while I'm unemployed. I've been talking with my LEADS specialist and she's given me some ideas on next steps I should take. She says I should look through the newspaper and Job Bank of Canada to find work. I think I'll check out Job Bank and see what I can find.

Just found it, the only thing I could find is Taxi Driver. I can't drive and the environment is to faced passed for me. I guess I should check the newspaper next. I'll do that later today.

Since it's Summer, I should develop a summer reading list. At the moment I'm reading Invisible Man, by Ralph Ellison and Slaughterhouse Five, by Kurt Vonnegut. I figure that to create a summer reading list I'll need to find every book I have on my shelf that I havn't read and read it. Also I'm trading books with my Church pastor. She's going to give me books about Christianity and I'm going to give her books like On the Road, by Jack Kerouac and Even Cowgirls Get the Blues, by Tom Robbins.

My mom says she'll take me to the University of Waterloo every week so we can map out routes and acclimatize me to the area. We'll find routes to my Aunt and Uncle's who live in Waterloo, the video store, used bookstores and anywhere else I might need to go.

The following are all the books I feel a pressing need to read.

1. Watership Down, by Richard Adams
2. Farewell, My Lovely, by Raymond Chandler
3. Dhalgren, by Samuel R. Delany
4. Tales of Neveryon, by Samuel R. Delany
5. The Fall of the Towers, by Samuel R. Delany
6. Tapping the Dream Tree, short stories by Charles de Lint
7. A Scanner Darkly, by Philip K. Dick
8. Notes from the Underground, by Fyodor Dostoyevesky
9. The Original Illustrated Sherlock Holmes, by Arthur Conan Doyle. Short stories and The Hounds of Baskerville
10. The Name of the Rose, by Umberto Eco
11. Deathbird Stories, short stories by Harlan Ellison
12. Neuromancer, by William Gibson
13. Riders of the Purple Sage, by Zane Grey
14. The Novels of Dashiell Hammett, by Dashiell Hammet. consists of Red Harvest, The Dain Curse, The Maltese Falcon, The Glass Key and The Thin Man.
15. To Sail Beyond the Sunset, by Robert A. Heinlein
16. The Moon is a Harsh Mistress by Robert A. Heinlein
17. Revolt in 2100, by Robert A. Heinlein
18. The Cat Who Walks Thorugh Walls, by Robert A. Heinlien
19. Time Enough For Love, by Robert A. Heinlien
20. Friday, by Robert A. Heinlien
21. Expanded Universe, by Robert A. Heinlien
22. Variable Star, by Robert A. Heinlien and Spider Robinson
23. Conan the Adventurer, by Robert E. Howard
24. A Thief of Time, by Tony Hillerman
25. Les Miserables, by Victor Hugo
26. A Voyage to Arcturus, by David Linsey
27. Insomnia, by Stephen King
28. The Eyes of the Dragon, by Stephen King
29. The Shining, by Stephen King
30. Hearts in Atlantis, by Stephen King
31. The Phantom of the Opera, by Gaston Leroux
32. The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Tales, short stories by H.P. Lovecraft
34. Remembrence of Things Past, by Marcel Proust, translated by C.K. Scott Moncrieff. Volume One, consisting of Swann's Way, Within A Budding Grove and The Guermantes Way.
35. Midnight's Children, by Salman Rushdie
36. The Satanic Verses, by Salman Rushdie

This list is by no means over. I just realized how many books I own that I havn't read yet. I need to really get to work on them. I hope that I can finish most of them by the end of summer.

Can Someone With Asperges Syndrome Be A Great Novelist?

I've been thinking about this recently. The thing is I don't want to be just a writer, I want to be a writer who is remembered centuries after I've died and is studied in universities. I want to be one of those great writers that people make reference in there books. The problem is I don't know how I can go about doing this as A) someone who is working withing genre fiction and B) an Aspie.

My Autism is one of the things that is making me worried. I don't know how I'm going to write about human interaction if I can't even understand it. Parody and Satire are probably going to be prevalent, and my books are probubly going to have some postmodern deconstruction of how humans interact. Also, Jane Austen has been diagnosed with Aspergers Syndrome and from what little I know of her she writes alot about human interaction.

I also heard that James Joyce may have had Aspergers. Unlike Austen, I have read Joyce. It was a short story in an English class called "Araby." It was pretty good, and that Joyce is a writer I mean to check out, at least Ulysses. Finnegan's Wake I'll skip, most likely, because of how unreadable everyone says it is. Other writers who may have had Aspergers Syndrome are Emily Dickinson, Franz Kafka, Mark Twain and H.P. Lovecraft. I don't know about being compared to H.P. Lovecraft, since he was a racist New England bugger with a rather dense style and always ended his stories in italics to emphasise the creepiness of his stories.

The problem with this is that all these people are dead, so we can't make a proper diagnosis. Without actually sitting down with these people (which would have been a problem with Dickinson because she was a recluse) we'll never know if they had Autism or what.

So, the final question is, does my status as a person of Autism impare my skill as a writer or not. I don't know. There is alot of stuff that says it does. I'm on the outside of allmost every social group I'm in, so that makes me a good observer. Also, since I have absolutley no understanding of social norms, I am the perfect person to judge and critic them. Even if none of the people mentioned actually had Aspergers Syndrome, I hope to become the first universally acknowledged great Austistic writer.

I'd appreciate if someone could comment on this and give me suggestions. This is very important to me.

The Fall

I found this off because of my constant watching out for any information on Alejandro Jodorowsky. He had nothing to do with this, but it has a Jodorowsky sort of vibe about it, even if it has an actual plot and real dialouge and characters that arn't there just to represent metaphysical concepts. The guy who made this, who's called Tarsem, did another movie about going into the mind of a serial killer. That movie is called The Cell and I can get it in town.

I Wish I Wasn't Such A Nice Guy

So my sister calls me from School and says I need to run over some information on a court thing based on Othello. I'm really ticked off at this because I don't see how this is my responsibility. I'm angry at this and see no point of doing this for a person who has been more or less an annoying, judgemental and under appreciates me. But when she has forgotten something I'm the first person she calls. And what do I do? I run the paper over for her. Mind you, I'm still annoyed as hell at this, but I could have just left it there. It's her own fault for not remembering to bring it, I don't see how I'm supposed to help her escape from the forces of Karma.

I guess I'm just a nice guy. For most of my life that is what I have been, I have been a guy who does what he's told and helps people and stuff like that. Even if I where to become the head of an international crime syndicate I would probably still be a nice guy. I'd probably be overthrown in about a week, a month tops, but I would still be a nice guy even while I'm stroking my cat and telling my henchmen to go cut of some guys face and leave him over a bridge with bricks in his pocket.

It's not that I don't like being a nice guy, I just don't like my sister Delila, who is usually a major pain in my nether regions, taking advantage of that. I don't like it when anyone takes advantage of me. I just find this entire incident annoying.

Growing Dread in the Koi Pond of My Life

I'm starting in find my home not as homely anymore. I don't know whether it's the stress of summer coming or if I'm just growing to big for my current koi pond or if I'm just nervous that I need to actually work and stuff. All I know is that I've been feeling a sense of, I don't know, dread and nervousness. Everyone is so busy and I feel like I'm being forced out in the suffle. Also, in the middle of the night my bedroom dosn't feel like my own. I know that sounds crazy, but I just don't feel like right. Maybe I'm just on edge or something, but I feel really nervous recently.

I think it may have been my mom cleaning. I think I get the whole reason for cleaning, but I still don't like it. She pretty much came in and rearanged my entire closet and I really don't like that. I also still have a box full of old books I want to sell and I don't think I'm going to have a place to sell them in awhile since everyone is so busy.

I was hoping this could be longer, but I guess that's all I've got today. Maybe I'll have more later today. Maybe not.

Video from Steph's Blog

This was Steph's favorite entry in Eurovision. I like it to because it looks like something from a David Lynch movie.

I don't want to work, I just want to read all my books all day

School is going to be over soon. I want it over now. I feel tired and stetched out and I just want to sit down for a long time and read without worrying about homework. I have a killer book list this summer and with University just over the horizon I don't know if I'll have much chance for personal reading I'll get done.

What I need to do is get a big reading list and work on that. I just don't know if I can finish it in two months. There are some pretty long and so are some of the books. Also, the chances of me getting a job have increased for the summer. I don't want to go into to much detail, but it will affect my time to read.

I'm starting to wonder if the Last Dance Revolution may be dead or in need of a rest. I feel I need a distraction from it, or at least to give it a linear narrative. Maybe I'll do both. I'll come up with an idea to work on over the summer while redoing the Last Dance Revolution. I may need to completely overhall the plot.

In the meantime I may need to figure out what to write over the summer. Possibly I'll try writing the first Jack Blackwright novel. I'm thinking that for the first decade or so of my writing career I'm going to write stuff like that mostly. Stuff like Jack is going to be my meal ticket while I'm working on what I hope to be my important novels such as The Last Dance Revolution. So I may just write the first Jack Blackwright novel and then maybe a few stories. I'm still trying to get the hang of Jack's universe. Since I'm not using fully traditional fantasy subjects, or at least ones that are hidden or in roles that one would not usually expect them, it may be a hard sell. Also I'm going to have to do alot of reaserch on London during the 1960's. I guess a trip to the library will be needed. I figure that a few other stories will also be needed to get the world in any cohesive order. I'll probubly be working on the novel for awhile.

Introducing the World's Most Incompatent Terrorists

For awhile I've had these two characters I've been calling Achmed and Sharpy. bouncing around in my head. I know there cousins and where born in Palestine. I know they work or worked with Hamas at one point. I also know they are just about the last people you'd expect to be terrorists. They're well educated, probably going to some European university to get Arts degrees, dream of driving down Route 66 and tend to avoid situations that will get them killed. They are pretty much, middle-eastern hipsters who have been shanghaied into religious fundamentalism, with slapstick results, or tragicomic.

I'm not really sure what to do with these guys, or even if I should keep calling them Achmed and Sharpy. I was going to change Sharpy's name to the Arabic word for sharp, but when I tried to find it the writing was in, surprise, Arabic. Of course, there from Palestine and I don't even know what they speak in Palestine. I just checked Wikipedia, Palestinians speak Arabic.

I've just changed there names to Hakim and Shadi. I may even most something about them on my blog for you guys.

Big Ol' Update, and Bob Dylan's hair

Well it's finally happened. I am going to get my haircut. Today at 1845 hours, I will get my magnificent head of long hair cut off. My mom bribed me with $100 dollars worth of Itunes, since I've spent 25 of that already I'm obliged to get it cut. The style in question is going to be a sort of early Bob Dylan thing. If that goes well I might try out the electric-era Cate Blanchett style of Bob Dylan hair cut.

On the subject of Bob Dylan, I saw the bio-flick they did of him awhile back with the six different people. It was a pretty cool trip. It was also creepy how Cate Blanchett looked the most like Bob Dylan of any of the assembled Bob Dylans. The overall effect of using six different actors to play Bob Dylan gave the film a very surreal effect, and I always love a bit of surrealism.

I've been working at the local museum for community service hours, which I need to get done by the end of the month. Basically I have to get everything into boxes for the big move. I also have yet to get an actual job, but I've been looking around. My employment specialist is helping me look and hopefully I'll have one for the summer.

Tomorrow I'm going to the University of Waterloo to look around again. It looks like I'm going here and that I'm going to Conrad Grebel, despite first impressions, it is seeming to be the place to go. It's small, comfortable and they can get me my own room if I go with them. That and they have good food. I also hope to sell some books I don't need anymore, the proceeds of which will probubly go to more books.

The Ten Commandments of the Golden Age of Detective Fiction and How I Will Break Them

I plan on writing detective fiction. To do this I have been reading mystery novels and stories, such as Sherlock Holmes and The Lady in the Lake, by Raymond Chandler. Along the way I have discovered the works of Rex Stout, who wrote about a detective team consisting of Nero Wolfe and Archie Goodwin. Nero Wolfe sits at home and receives the information while Archie goes out and gets it. I am positive that Wolfe is an Aspie. I'll write about it later.

In my travels I have learned about something called the Golden Age of Detective Fiction, which took place around the 1920's and 30's. The basic story behind most of these is that a group of people are gathered in a secluded place, generally an old British mansion, and someone dies. The detective must figure out who did it. These stories are generally very proper and very British. There are even a set of Ten Commandments written by a guy called Ronald A. Knox.

I plan on breaking every or most of the rules that he has.

1. The Criminal must be mentioned in the early part of the story, but must not be anyone whose thoughts the reader has been allowed to follow. Not a rule that should be to hard to break. The Criminal can be mentioned later or could be the main character. I heard that Agatha Christie did the later once, so this might be one of the rules that I don't break.
2. All supernatural or preternatural agencies are ruled out as a matter of course. So far, my main detective is Jack Blackwright, an Irish sorcerer with connections to various secret societies. This rule has been broken before I even knew it was a rule.
3. Not more then one secret room or passage is allowable. Screw that, I'll have as many secret passageways as I want.
4. No hitherto undiscovered poisons may be used, nor any appliance which will need a long scientific explanation at the end. Explain it in the middle or don't explain it at all.
5. No Chinaman must figure in the story. This rule is racist and stupid. Yet oddly funny.
6. No accident must ever help the detective, nor must he ever have an unaccountable intuition which proves to be right. I'm taking Dale Cooper from Twin Peaks as an inspiration for Jack, so dreams are a valid source of evidence in my world. Throwing rocks at a bottle may also be acceptable.
7. The detective himself must not commit the crime. Hm, breaking that rule does seem to ruin the story. I think Agatha Christie broke it before I did anyways.
8. The detective is bound to declare any clues upon which he may happen to light. Jack is somewhat paranoid and will hide information he has if he sees it as a good idea.
9. The stupid friend of the detective, the Watson, must not conceal from the reader any thoughts which pass through his mind; his intelligence must be slightly, but very slightly, below the average reader. Max Scarlett, the Watson in the Jack Blackwright stories is going to be smarter then the average reader.
10. Twin brothers, and doubles generally, must not appear unless we have been duly prepared for them Yeah, that does seem a bit like a cop out.

Alright, I'm probably not going to break all of these rules, except the one about the supernatural because that's what I write, and the one about Asians because that is just plain racist. Anyways, just thought I'd tell you that.

Japanese Me

Sometimes I wonder how things would have turned out if I was born in Japan.

I tend to hang out with anime and manga fans during Lunch and art. I'm not into that kind of stuff, but I sometimes wonder what it would be like to be born into an alien culture. How much would it affect me? If I was born into a Japanese family, but with the basic structure of my family in take (My parent's would have the same job, I'd have the same siblings, I'd still believe that I was a cat for awhile during my early childhood). Would I still have discovered the same books? Would I have discovered somethings earlier or later? Would I be into things that I care nothing about at the moment? Would I have a bunch of records by Tomoyasu Hotei and the 5,6,7 and 8's? Would I be a fanatic Haruki Murakami fan, or would I be nuts about Yoshio Mishima?
How about the rest of my family? Would we be Christian, or would we be Buddhist? How would being a native Japanese affect my family? Would Spirte be one of those Harajuku people that Gwen Stafani has a thing for? Who am I kidding, of course she would be. According to Wikipedia, cuteness or Kawaii, is highly prized in Japanese pop culture. I don't see myself as being that into the whole Kawaii factor, though.
What about Delila? Would she be really into Yukio Mishima, or would he be to much for her, what with being a somewhat depresive homosexual with radical right-wing beliefs who commited ritual samurai in rejection of the Americans. No, I don't think she'd be like that. She might be a bit into Kawaii, but not completely. I'd probubly be into more into Mishima then anyone else, but I don't think I would be that into him.
To be honest I don't even know that much about Japanese culture. Here's a list of what I know about it.

• It is a very ancient culture with time honored traditions, which has adjusted well to the modern world.
• They've got really weird TV shows (live Tetris and Pacman), and toilets.
• They have writers such as Yukio Mishima and Haruki Murakami
• Cuteness is good
• There technology kicks ass
• They're one of the G7
• There is a whole section that leads to everything one would need to know about Japanese culture on Wikipedia. I don't know anything about it, but it could be an interesting read.
  

I'm looking over Japanese subcultures now. Apparently during the 1960's, the youth revolution affected Nippon as well. This started a bunch of things called Zokus, which is Japanese for Tribe. I'd probubly have Zoku sympathies, especially the futen-zoku who are basically Japanese hippies.
Looking at all this stuff on Wikipedia, there dosn't seem to be many places where I could fit in Japanese culture. I'd probubly be reading alot of stuff I don't know about, but I still think I'd be reading the kind of stuff I'm reading now, i.e. The Beat Generation, The Master and Margarita.
On the subject of Aspergers Syndrome in Japan, they are aware of it. There's a place called "Asperger Society Friendly-Club." They'res also an Asperger Syndrome support group, but the information is in, surprise, Japanese. So I would have all the resources that I have now, just in Japanese. Since I would be Japanese, that wouldn't be a problem.

How to get David Lynch to not bug you about an Iphone

There's a British Man in the Basement

So I got home from Art class and what should I see but a strange truck in the driveway. My dad's a plumber, but this was a different plumbing van. I enter the house and say "Hello?" and someone replied back in an accent I can't pick up "Hello." I go to investigate and there's this man hunched over in the corner. He says he's here to fix the water heater and I recognize a British accent. I say okay and go upstairs. Now I can't wash my hands for twenty minutes, although by now it's got to be fifteen.

In other news, Lost is on tonight. There on the season finale, which means there going to answer all those annoying questions about the island soon. Unfortunately, it means there's not going to be any new Lost episodes. This makes me sad, because Lost is a really good show and it's basically all I have going on Thursdays. Now all I've got is Heroes, so the narrative had better pick up because Season 2 was seriously lagging. I figure the thing to do is write a bunch of stories as a TV series of my own. I could set them up as a novel or something.

My First Posted MSN conversation (My name isn't really David)

David says:
If I could I'd bring you a big box full of books
(Steph) "I'm going to wack you in the face with my very big stick!" says:
:)
(Steph) "I'm going to wack you in the face with my very big stick!" says:
if you could, i'd be happy
(Steph) "I'm going to wack you in the face with my very big stick!" says:
but for now i'll be happy with the thought of it
David says:
If I am able, then what books would you want?
(Steph) "I'm going to wack you in the face with my very big stick!" says:
heh, i could spend the next three straight days listing books i want dylan
David says:
Well, get down to that and I'll send you whichever ones I find
(Steph) "I'm going to wack you in the face with my very big stick!" says:
nah, you don't have to send me any books... that'd be horrendously expensive
(Steph) "I'm going to wack you in the face with my very big stick!" says:
thanks for the thought though
(Steph) "I'm going to wack you in the face with my very big stick!" says:
hans and i are going to oslo next month, so i can pick up a few new books there, if all goes well
David says:
Okay, good luck
David says:
Maybe you could come over to Canada and we could go bookshopping here
(Steph) "I'm going to wack you in the face with my very big stick!" says:
that would be wonderful
(Steph) "I'm going to wack you in the face with my very big stick!" says:
maybe some day
David says:
Maybe when I have my own place
(Steph) "I'm going to wack you in the face with my very big stick!" says:
yep
David says:
You and Hans could come over and I could show you around whatever town I'm in, probubly Toronto
David says:
you and Hans can come over, buy a bunch of used books on the cheap, see the local sights and I'll make you pancakes and back-bacon,
David says:
We'll have a real canadian time
(Steph) "I'm going to wack you in the face with my very big stick!" says:
hahaha
(Steph) "I'm going to wack you in the face with my very big stick!" says:
i may have to use that line one of these days
David says:
We can all drink beer, wear tooks and call each other "hozers"
(Steph) "I'm going to wack you in the face with my very big stick!" says:
wooo!
(Steph) "I'm going to wack you in the face with my very big stick!" says:
then after we've drank all the beer, we can walk through the streets singing O Canada even though i don't know the words
David says:
There I draw the line
David says:
I have a thing against National Anthems, all national anthems
(Steph) "I'm going to wack you in the face with my very big stick!" says:
hehehe
(Steph) "I'm going to wack you in the face with my very big stick!" says:
don't blame you there
(Steph) "I'm going to wack you in the face with my very big stick!" says:
btw, i may have to post part of this convo on my blog... would you mind?
David says:
Oh, sure go ahead
David says:
Mind if I post this on my blog as well, I never posted a conversation before
(Steph) "I'm going to wack you in the face with my very big stick!" says:
nope, not at all
David says:
Great, I'm going to do it now
(Steph) "I'm going to wack you in the face with my very big stick!" says:
hehe
(Steph) "I'm going to wack you in the face with my very big stick!" says:
go for it

The Long Road to University

Well, it's official, I am no longer taking the Internet Course.

It turns out that I don't have to take this course to get out of school, which was the only thing that was keeping me in it (and the chance to read 20'000 Leauges Under the Sea). However, the course was getting a bit annoying. The teacher was odviously swamped with paperwork so I could barely get my projects back, which I was behind on as it was. Also, the last project was going to take alot of work. I'd have to make a power point project on the literary history of a country or ethnic group, giving 4-6 examples of a major literary movement within them, 4-6 major authors from the chosen country/region/group, explain the style of the various movements, how they affected world literature and explain why I choose these praticular writers. It would have taken me way more time then I had. I have a copy printed of to do in my spare time.

It's at this time when I have quit my Internet Course that I would like to make a confession. I never completed the Mill on the Floss. There I said it and now there is nothing anyone can make me do about it. Ha ha. The book made me to angry, because it showed very cruel treatment to women. Towards the middle of the book I couldn't go two pages without completely going berserk. I'll write another post about it sometime, but not know.

And on the thing to University, we are not completely ruling out Conrad Grebel. You may remember it as the place where the lady didn't seem prepared to take me because of my Aspergers Syndrome. Well it turns out that they're still interested and may give me a single room. They could probubly help, but I need to figure out somekind of way for me to be of some use to there carefully planned society. So far all I've got is that I will give my various dorm-mates experience with autistic people, which is good since the population of autistic folks is growing. Anyways, I'm meeting with a friend later today who will help me put a spin on the interview.

And that's all I've got now.

Detective Fiction

The first Jack Blackwright story has been written. It's called "Godot is Dead" and is about the murder of an actor playing Godot in a sequel to Samuel Beckett's Waiting for Godot. It was based on an idea to write an existential murder mystery. Steph read it and it didn't make much sense to her. I think I came of as writing an absurdist murder mystery, which may just be most stories about Jack Blackwright. I'm also working on the first novel or novella.

I'm becoming more and more interested in the mystery genre. I've been reading various Sherlock Holmes stories, as well as picking up an anthology about detective duos. I read the one story about Nero Wolfe, whome I had only known as Sherlock Holmes and Irene Adler's love-child in the Wold Newton Family. I am pretty sure that Nero Wolfe has Aspergers Syndrome. Because of this, I plan on making a closer look into detective fiction. I'm probubly going to make the two main novels in the Sixties Series based around Mysteries. I know the Summer of Love novel has a court case of somekind. Also, murder play a heavy role in the second novel.

Anyways, just thought I'd update you on where my writing is going.