Day 84. 140,047 words.
I apparently only posted two parts of The Ballad of the Hamster on Usenet back in 2000. I’m sure I have more parts lying around but I’ll need to get onto my rig to find out.
In the meantime, that leaves me without much to add for today. Yesterday (I’m pre-writing this) ought to have been fun, I’m taking Wump and Toop to the water park while Mrs. Hatboy plays some Skyrim for a friend’s YouTube channel (I believe I’ve talked about this before, once or twice). Anyway, ought to be a nice day.
Today, though, just relaxing at home. I think. Who really knows?
Like this:
Like Loading...
Related
About Hatboy
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/
Follow-up: Yeah, that’s basically what happened. It was fun! Then I did a write night, which went really well even though I’m always more confident about how much I’ll get done, it turns out this last story is going to weird places. But it’s going well.
Then apparently daylight saving time switched on and it’s five past five in the morning so yeah, I’d better go to bed now.