Lo, and then Christmas day dawnèd, and the people saw that there was an “è” in the word, and they did wail and weep, for thus it was that they did realise that shit had indeed gotten real.
And yea, so it was truly the end of days, and the blog did burn.
To understand the end, you must return to the beginning.
I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends.
Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages?
I am Hatboy.
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Dude, that was brilliant. Like a little hypertext short story experiment. Also disorienting as hell.
“I was born ready.”
PS. You should still consider the author page thing.
I do have one, on Amazon:
Not quite the same thing…
So what, do you mean some other thing like an andrewhindle.com or something? I’ve been thinking about domaining up the blog but otherwise I’m quite satisfied with the number of time- and effort-sinks in my life…
Yes, a single online hub for your author profile — the Andrew Hindle web site — of which this blog would be one part.
But it would obviously be a crazy amount of work, so I completely get why you’re not even entertaining the idea right now.
Definitely not dismissing the idea for – say – when the Final Fall is done and I’m working on something else.
In the meantime, my blog headers will have to do.
I can’t stop hearing something like “dawn-eed” in my head.
Burning Knight noddyheadjust fell over from the emergency all-stop, but Janitorial Drone 17 has been notified of my workspace changes, Boonie is freshly hydrated, and i am ready to plot our course. Even if it IS back into the f”#%¤ Bunzolobe. Please don’t be the Bunzolobe.
And thus it came to pass, on the last day of the year, that the Cat Protocol returned to the end of the trippy time-travelling trip in order to save the world.
More importantly, here’s a quick sketch of a cat and an oddly shaped potato.
(Mind you, I’ve never inserted an image in a wordpress blog comment so I’m not sure if that shows up the way it should.)