Writer StatementI agree with John Gardner that the writing of fiction is the "creation of a vivid and continuous dream." To write, one enters this dream state and allows one's characters to inhabit one's being and to speak through one. My fiction influences are diverse and range from 19th-century traditionalists like Henry James, Edith Wharton and George Gissing to 20th-century modernists like James Joyce and Virginia Woolf and postmodernists like Donald Barthelme. The Decryption of Floriform X -- This short, illustrated fiction was written on Twitter circa 2008, each tweet numbered to keep track. The God of Wind and Air -- Unfinished sequel to Decryption, written collaboratively on Twitter. The Manuscript of Jacob Hall -- Why write fiction? What is it "for"? |
Friday, December 22, 2006The Mirror: Bribes on the highest level
Websafe: Hello?
The Mirror: Oh, if only, if only! W: If only you had more money? M: For people like us to garner Nobels. W: Now you're talking bribes on the highest level! M: Well, it's perceptible to my eyes only. W: That doesn't make it right! M: Of course, what you mean doesn't matter, it's what you act out. W: Don't harbor ill acts in your heart. M: (He goes to phone and dials) W: Who are you calling? M: Is the fence made of growing universes? W: Now you're fencing hot goods? M: I was not accusing you. W: But I was accusing you. M: Roses, roses! W: Have thorns. M: I am last, last in line, alas! W: But that doesn't excuse trying to get ahead in a criminal manner. M: (Whirls and falls) W: You are very melodramatic today. M: This is a very powerful tool. W: Yes, a tool of manipulation. M: There are too many books, after all. W: Too many books on how to get ahead through manipulation. M: Don't harbor ill acts in your heart. W: And don't act them out, either. M: My goodness! W: Cherish your goodness. M: Too many books on how to get ahead through manipulation. W: Ignore them. M: The world is beautiful, at times. W: The world is beautiful when we do good. M: They would have cured her if they'd used the poetry of the greats. W: Who is your favorite great poet? M: No, no, no, I'm not saying that because I can't see it, it doesn't exist. W: Are you against the idea of artistic greatness? M: Get it? W: If you get it, you could win a Nobel. M: I have to go now. W: Goodbye! M: Closing in 3 seconds ... Goodbye! Labels: chat robot |
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