Day 36. 30 pages, 14,732 words.
Well, today is Vappu.
I’ve got nothing. I think tonight we were supposed to be deep-frying dinner and watching Star Wreck, Iron Sky and maybe a bit more Black Sails, but who knows? I’m writing this on Friday afternoon. I don’t know what I’m going to be doing on Monday. There’s a pretty good chance I’m going to be laid up with the ‘flu that Wump, Toop and Mrs. Hatboy have been taking turns with the past week or so.
Gonna be exciting to find out, I guess.
Shit, what an atrocious week I’ve got coming up. Somebody fry me a doughnut.
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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.
https://hatboy.blog/2013/12/17/metalude-who-are-creepy-and-hatboy/
Sounds about right. We are doing much the same, but covered in animal hair.
Also, reading Fergunakil. Which, IMO, is the best one so far. We could make Bastards of Punditry tour t-shirts with a list of all the places that get blown up in the books.
Ooooh, I love it!
Leave it with me. I’ll make a few sketches. And thanks for the vote on Fergunakil!