October 31st, 2001
|02:28 am - dan procrastinates|
so i'm currently in the process of (avoiding) writing that story for fiction that i wouldve been up all last nite writing if i hadnt gotten sick and died. the hardest part of this is coming up with a story i can write which she won't hate. so i have to go thru a lot of weird ideas before i find a workable one. i think my best so far is of some guy drowning in his massive porn collection. yay! it occurs to me this is vaguely like that crazy dude i read about once - or maybe saw in a movie or something, i forget - who covered every inch of his home with lil pics he'd clipped from porn mags. he had a mobile contraption of pics attached to a hat so he could look at em while walkin around, got caught in a light fixture, and died. my favorite part of the story is the detail that when the cops came in after people complained about hte smell, all the pics covering every surface completely threw off their depth perception and they had trouble navigating thru the place. oh yeah, and he even had pics glued inside hte toilet bowl.
anyway, as i was saying, i had that idea of the guy obsessed with porn. it's one of those ideas i instantly like mainly because it's not something one generally hands in for class, but if i could pull it off well enough she could hardly complain (much like in my world lit class in 12th grade when we had to write a paper on what books we'd take with us if we lived alone on a desert island, and one of mine was a playboy compilation. i forget exactly what i said there, but it was something to the effect of "even hermits have lonely nights"). the others were "weaveworld" (clive barker), "jurassic park" and.. um.. somethign else. i forget. [goes to check] ah, "dave barry talks back" and "stranger in a strange land". i'd probably alter that list if i had to do it again, but i don't want to invest the thought into it right now). sadly, i wasnt able to do that much with the idea. it became a crippled bitter voyeur story, and promptly died. such is inspiration.
now i'm starting one with a guy buying an acoustic guitar a few years after someone dies in a pit at a concert from when he was in a band. he stopped playing after that happened from guilt. it seems interesting so far, we'll see. if i dont hate it, i'll put it in verbalkint.. hey, i havent updated there in a long time! i should do that..
np: Method Man - Bring the Pain (chemical brothers mix)
you like POKEY THE PENGUIN?
you rawk my face.
and i am drunk.
on love. and whiskey. but mostly love. and whiskey.
YAY FOR DRUNKEN PENGUINS!!!!
ya know, it's amazing how many people are shocked to discover that theyre not hte only pokey fan. apparently it's not such as secret a thing as everyone thinks
bummer! i thought i was all underground and shit.
eek! [hides under his desk]
a story about a guy who drowns in porn? so the assignment was to write something autobiographical?
heh, well that wasnt ruled out..
rule #1 of successful writing is: write what you know. :)