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Here’s another sample of my writing. Similar disclaimer, this was written while trying to go through the exercises from 3AM Epiphany and while trying to develop an evil character. This is a work of fiction, this character is not nice.
3AM Epiphany – Challenge 2 – Write a fragment of a story that is made up entirely of imperative commands, e.g. “Do this; do that; contemplate the rear end of the woman who is walking out of your life.” This exercise will be a sort of second-person narration.
Wordcount: 500 (+/- 10%)
You’re getting very sleepy. Very tired, just lay down on the bed now and rest your head. That’s right just close your eyes now. Shh baby don’t fret, don’t stir. Sleep little one, rest your eyes and drink deeply of your dreams. That’s right, perfect sleep soundly. Now listen, but remain asleep little one.
There’s nothing to worry about. Let your fears fall beside you. There’s no need for your guard to be up, you’re safely asleep in your bed what could hurt you here. Just relax and sleep deeply my darling one. That’s a good boy.
You must sleep, you must rest, you have a big game coming up tomorrow. It’s the championship game for you and your team, you’ve worked hard for it and must be ready.
But are you really ready? Do you think you’re really strong enough and quick enough for this game? Think of all the times you’ve thrown the ball only to see it intercepted by the other team. Quite a few times if you think about it, think about it now – so many interceptions. Or maybe think about the times you have fumbled and the other team has gotten the ball, how many games you have been responsible for the team losing. Quite a few, if you think about it.
Think about the other team. They have been so dominant in their wins, and your team has been well, less so. You barely made it to this game in fact. Do you really think you can defeat them? Think about whether your team is infact strong enough and good enough to win the game tomorrow. Maybe they are, maybe they are not. But are you strong enough to be the deciding factor? You wouldn’t want to cause your team to lose the game would you?
How could you live with that, how would it feel to know that you were the reason that all your teammates were disappointed and forever known as losers? You couldn’t live with that could you? Try to think about it, try to imagine in your dream what it would be like. There are so many of your teammates that have promising futures ahead of them – if they win this game. Is that something you could deal with, is that something you could hold in your conscience?
Tell the coach you cannot play. Tell the coach that your arm hurts or that you feel sick. You can tell him anything but you can’t play you can’t be the reason your team fails. Do not be the one who steals your teammate’s futures from them. You don’t want to be that, the source of their future struggles and failures. You can’t play. There is no way you can win if you play. Tell the coach that, tell the coach to pull you from the game. You’re not ready.
Now Wake Up! Wake up this moment. Its important for you to awaken, wasn’t there something you were going to do? Don’t you have someone you must call? Tell that person what you believe, tell them what you now understand.
First Day with a new blog and already I have a dilemma. I want to post some of what I have written. Really I do. But what I write is not what a friend would call “rainbows and ponies” Often the themes, or the characters themselves are very dark. Is it not a good idea to post this? Perhaps. But this blog is about being open. And so I post.
Disclaimer: The character introduced here is not a nice person. This is a work of fiction that I created while working through the example exercises from the book 3AM Epiphany. My main goal, aside from the challenge of the exercise itself was to introduce a believable evil character. Previous works of mine would get up to the plate but ultimately do a lousy job at driving home, driving home the concept of evil because in many of my stories evil is needed. Its the evil character that makes the good character shine, or perhaps there are no good characters and its the evil that brings about the sense of ambiguity that although disturbing is alluring at the same time.
So without further blabbing, here’s Nix. Once again, this is all fiction. If you are easily offended you should stop reading right now.
3AM Epiphany – Challenge 1 – Write a first person story in which you use the first person pronoun (I, me or my) only two times. Keep the ‘I’ somehow important to the narrative you are constructing. The point is to imagine a narrator who is less interested in himself than in what he is observing.
My daughter’s best friend, Analisa came into the bar only a half an hour ago. She was crying that her asshole boyfriend had dumped her when she told him that she was pregnant. Some people really can be cruel, Analisa deserved better than that.
“Care for something from the bar?” I asked her
“Can I have a diet coke please”
The trouble started when a stranger came in and sat down next to Analisa. No one seemed to recognize her and most people it appeared, just assumed she was either new in town or passing through. Most people were good, and you could tell that was the case just by smiling at them and looking into their eyes. You’d see a glimmer of something about them and receive a smile in return. Smiling at this new stranger returned a far different response.
She returned the smile, but there was no glimmer of who she was; there was nothing at all – just an indescribable darkness. She widened her smile, acknowledging that she was aware that someone knew of her dark secret.
“Hi, I noticed you were upset” the Stranger asked to Analisa “My name is Nicole, but people call me Nix”
“Oh, Hi Nix” Analisa responded “Yeah, I’m pretty upset about my boyfriend. I shouldn’t say anything though, you don’t want to be bothered with my problems”
“No don’t be silly, I want to hear about what is making you so sad” Nix said as she ran her fingers through Analisa’s hair. “Let’s have a drink, then we can talk” she said as she ordered a bottle of Jack Daniels and a couple glasses.
“Thank You Barman” she said as she took the bottle off the bar.
Analisa should not be drinking, she was pregnant. One beer might be ok, but jack daniels didn’t seem to be like a good idea. Nix poured two shots.
“Here you go, bottoms up, like a good girl. Then we’ll talk” Nix said as she watched Analisa drink the first shot. “That’s right, very good”
Coughing, “I don’t drink hard stuff much, usually just a glass of wine or an occasional beer.” Analisa said.
“Well sweetheart, if you’re having man troubles there’s nothing better than a good stiff drink or two” Nix said as she looked down at Analisa’s belly and smiled. Clearly she was somehow aware of the unborn child which she carried. “Let me get you another one”
Analisa took the shot that Nix poured in her hand. “I don’t know if I should, I just found out that I’m pregnant.”
“Analisa, you have nothing to worry about I’m a doctor, and judging by the fact you’re not showing its completely safe.” Nix lied to her. She placed a finger over her mouth mimicking the “Shh” sign.
I stood there screaming, “Get away from her, run as fast as you can out of this place!” But no words came out, there was no sound made.
“You don’t have to worry, alcohol can’t affect the baby at this stage” Nix lied again.
“Well if you’re sure its ok, I guess I will then” Analisa said drinking another shot.
It was hard to watch, but Nix fed Analisa shot after shot, they each had six of them. Analisa was now slurring her words badly but Nix looked as if she had been drinking water.
“You should go talk to him, your boyfriend. Don’t let him do that to you, give him a piece of your mind.”
“I I Ssh-should?” Analisa slurred. “You ssure that’s a good idea?”
“Oh absolutely you should” Nix encouraged her. “Be aggressive, you have to be assertive with guys like that”
“You’re right, I have to be aggressive” Analisa shouted.
“Yes! You do!” Nix encouraged
“I’ll kick his Ass!” Analisa announced aggressively
“Go do that, go now, seize the night!” Nix told her
Analisa got up off of her seat and headed toward the door. She was clearly intoxicated and with car keys in hand.
“Why did you do that? She could get hurt or worse. She’s in no condition to drive”
Nix glared at me with fire in her eyes “Because I can and I was bored. And there’s nothing you can do to stop me. Any other questions?” Nix sneered at me as she walked out toward the door “I’m going to go watch my latest handy work, but I’ll be back. I think I like this town.”
This is the first post of my new blog! Woo Hoo! I definitely hope that there will be more blogging than I’ve done in the past. I mean what would be the point of getting a shiny new domain name if there would be no blogging? Well the questions for philosophy majors aside we are here now, and its time to blog.
Much of this will eventually find its way to the about me page. Maybe. Actually no it likely will not so its probably best to pay attention here. Where else can you get this particular brand of nonsense?
There’s More than Code however
What I love about the code extends beyond the code itself. I love the creativity. My creativity flows into other interests like Cooking, Music and Video Games. Games are code but they’re art too. Games are just as important to our society as a great painting or story is.
That brings me to the most recent of my passions, writing. I love writing and why I’ve not been a good blogger before now is perhaps something of a mystery. Although this is quite a bit more public, open and without-a-net than most of my writing has been. That’s probably a good thing though. At least thats what I’m telling myself. Writing for me is more of an activity than it is an art form. I believe strongly in what Stephen King said in his book On Writing that good fiction writing must be done from the seat of your pants. Many people will disagree and I even know some that write a more planned out story and that’s awesome that it works for them, this is what works for me. That’s part of my secret I think, what works for me. I don’t write to sell the next best seller, or to amaze my friends and family. I write to find out what will happen next.
Put a character in place, give them a challenge, set the atmosphere and you’ve created a whole world. How can you not see what happens by continuing to write.
MythicalCode – my New Blog – Will likely stay with me for a very long time. The format or incarnation of this blog however will change dramatically. I decided to get started with wordpress.com, Many thanks for the very reasonable rates! But the blog itself and its content are likely to move around a bit and eventually to a server of my own perhaps!
As if they’d let me have a server on the intertubes all to myself.