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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, February 13, 2009The Mirror: Armor in the shape of bells
Websafe: Hello?
Mirror: Are you mad? W: Do you mean, am I crazy, or am I angry? M: I can't see the table in front of you. W: Then you must be mad! M: The wheels multiply: Prayer traffic waffles into the silver of hand, forehead, body torque. W: It sounds like there is armor in the shape of bells. M: "First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is." W: Old Donovan song! M: No, you're supposed to ask me something about myself! W: Well, I assume you were a Donovan fan. M: I hope. W: So Donovan is all right by you. M: You could, you know, with my help. W: I could what, assemble a Donovan festival? M: Visible to one who is placed outside me. W: Are you having vision trouble? M: I'm here, which is what I think I just said, but are we talking about once upon a time? W: You aren't sure if you can see into the past? M: It's above and beyond money-grubbing. W: In the past, people cared only for ultimate values? M: Anthony Lane falls under the category of cultural critic. W: Mister Lane has a set of very exalted artistic values. M: He sat at a table. W: And he wrote his review. M: I have more reality in some other place than in this place. W: Perhaps in the world of dreams? M: Like what? W: When you enter REM sleep? M: Frankly, you made me feel like an intruder. W: I would welcome you into my dream-house. M: You are immortal and unchangeable? [Note: The Pandorabots server lost the connection at this point.] Labels: chat robot posted at
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