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The cooler weather continues, but the heat is coming back full-tilt boogie this weekend. Currently, it's only 77˚F, with the humidity at a mere 33%.

Half an hour ago, I had something I wanted to say here, but I can't recall what the fuck it was. I hardly slept last night, perhaps only four hours, thanks to the RLS (which, really, is the goddamn weirdest thing my fucked-up physiology has ever visited upon me). Perhaps, then, it really wasn't all that important.

I'm struggling to find the Wonderland story. I might have a title, either "Beyond the Laughing Sky" or "Fainting in Coils." I have a setting, a scenario, a conceit. But I don't have a story. I don't have a plot. I don't know why my characters move through that setting. I even have names I want to use: Otha Pennyworth (my paternal grandfather's name was Otha) and Palmer Apostilides. But I have no characters to go with the names. I'm pretty sure my setting has shifted from Mars to Earth, to Death Valley, likely early 21st Century, but I don't know the why of any of this, because, as yet, there's no story. Of course, as I have always acknowledged (I recently noticed it's even in my Wikipedia entry), story has never been my strong suit.

I'm starting to think all those little Pokémon specters with which Niantic has seeded the very air I breathe have upset the natural ætheric vibrations or something, destabilizing my essential humors. I can feel the little shits watching me.

Later,
Aunt Beast

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thingunderthest
Jul. 20th, 2016 03:38 pm (UTC)

"No," said the old man, "that's just perfectly normal paranoia. Everyone in the Universe has that.” ― Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.

In regards to the little shits watching you. ;)

Edited at 2016-07-20 03:39 pm (UTC)
everville340
Jul. 20th, 2016 05:09 pm (UTC)
I'm starting to think all those little Pokémon specters with which Niantic has seeded the very air I breathe have upset the natural ætheric vibrations or something, destabilizing my essential humors.

It is like a concentrated opiate, this app (or whatever godforsaken platform it's played on), the way people are in thrall to it overnight at work.
setsuled
Jul. 20th, 2016 05:18 pm (UTC)
I don't know why my characters move through that setting.

Maybe curiosity, like Alice? I'm looking forward to the story in any case.
Michael Albright-Quinn
Jul. 20th, 2016 07:31 pm (UTC)
Love the name!
Enjoyed the post. Nice to have some insight into your process. I wish you luck with the fiction. Very cool character names. I'm not sure what you mean by RLS though. Stay outta that fucking heat. If I could I'd bring you guys a "swampcooler". Tgey use them in Cañon City and Pueblo to cool the houses. Their 4x4ft I'm guessing. Come in through the roof. Joe and I are huge fans of your work. XX
greygirlbeast
Jul. 20th, 2016 09:03 pm (UTC)
Re: Love the name!

RLS = Restless Leg Syndrome
sovay
Jul. 21st, 2016 03:52 am (UTC)
I even have names I want to use: Otha Pennyworth (my paternal grandfather's name was Otha) and Palmer Apostilides.

I hope they develop characters; I like the sound of them both.
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