Not a lot to report. Friend’s place Saturday, garden clean-up Sunday. Also first barbecue of the season. I checked out the various bits and bobs on the car, and cut up a fallen cherry tree with a handsaw. So that was my manly quota for the spring.
Took Wump, Toop and Wally through the woods for barbecue supplies and marshmallows. Fortunately, although rain threatened, it didn’t appear until Monday morning.
Unfortunately, it appeared Monday morning, so I got a mild soaking on my way through the forest.
Didn’t have any coffee yesterday, after an unexpected write night on Saturday night. No wonder I feel utterly wiped out and slept until 08:00am.
Anyway, had time to finish a bit of the Creepy and Hatboy story because of that write night, as well as a bit of random editing. But no more time today.
– Sent from my Huawei mobile phone while on my bus commute
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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