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I’m working. Really. Been working all afternoon.

You see, the trouble with writing something quite as cunning as:

Nicholls suggests a number of examples to illustrate his definition, among them John Fowles’ The Magus. Despite not situated within an SF context, Fowles’ text is structurally a series of narrative breakthroughs, each new truth seen in turn to be an inadequate explanation for the events of the story as the previous one, until the nihilistic and ultimate reality is revealed at the book’s close. To suggest that this format, proposed as a prediction of ARG narrative form, in turn informs The Matrix, among other canonical SF texts, seems self evident.

Is that it leaves you, the next morning, with a feeling that what you’ve actually done is slam your fist into the pulpit like a deranged Presbyterian Minister, and, after pausing for a second or six for the congregation to gather themselves, the only thing remaining to do is to raise the good book above your head and bring it down too. Shouting as you do so:

And here endeth the lesson!

Yes, Quite.

So I’ve spent the last week and a bit writing in short bursts. Trying to get away from the sensation that I’d charged headlong into a corner and ended a 6000 word essay somewhat sooner than I’d planned to. Or that my editor was hoping I would.

So. More writing. And reading spEak You’re bRanes. Funniest thing I’ve seen for weeks.

Discussion

6 comments for “I’m working. Really. Been working all afternoon.”

  1. “Despite not being situated within an SF context” or maybe “Although not situated within an SF context”, shirley?

    Posted by mongo | September 3, 2008, 8:54 pm
  2. Damn. Where were you when I posted that last week?

    Posted by tom | September 3, 2008, 9:47 pm
  3. I blame my day job (fielding utter gibberish from brain damaged morons aka the public) for my pedantry. Still, it’s nice to see that the Doctor is human after all. You’ll end up like one of these mad professors who eventually solves some impossible quantum theory but also forgets to wear pants most of the time.

    Posted by mongo | September 3, 2008, 9:50 pm
  4. Pants. Oh bugger. I knew I forgot something. And I went out this evening too. What must people have thought…

    Posted by tom | September 3, 2008, 10:05 pm
  5. “There’s Professor Nopants”, probably!

    Posted by mongo | September 3, 2008, 10:34 pm
  6. Mongo steal Donkey’s gig.
    Donkey kill Mongo. KILL!

    Posted by The Dissertation Donkey | September 4, 2008, 9:02 am

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