Life Revolutions of Ruin and Oohing
Welp, got zee contract starting next week, wherein I write a buncha shite each week and meet up to something or another. Oughta be interesting, long as all my books come in on time. Been in presence for a day or dayhalf, turned inside out by my fuzzy mind gone to comply. Beyond that, luckily all my bills might actually get paid, so somebody out there's gonna be happy about that, damndable companies. Hopefully I can maintain my writing, which I oughta be able to, but the amount of material on something I've already had some closure on might be an interesting thing to figure out how to write.

I've got some form ideas already, so we'll see what's what.

Some book stuff..


So I finished Only Revolutions, ie I finished Sam's story finally after already reading Hailey's. It's decent, if not a bit confusing as to what actually happens at the end of the book. Overall they're a decent collection of ideas and situations. Sam's using of animal names for descriptions of places, actions, adjectives and whatnots.. (example: --Give over the tenderest, rawrrrawrk / snarling Coydogs ready to fang / whoever dares by. I dare by.) was usually interesting to read, but really did something to the context of where he was at. Since sometimes reading descriptions with proper nouns in their place distorts pretty far gone what things look right, but considering Danielewski didn't use many prepositions in this book (ie He never used the word "in") perhaps he needed an out that'd work when he absolutely had to say something he couldn't put in the story. Hailey's is the same with, but with plant names (example: Reeds & Rushes lapped the current, / slaps impossibly urging US back.) which I suppose says something about her character being rather abstract, almost alien to the world around her, so much so that she'd identify with plants over living creatures. Whereas Sam, a human being with the utmost of ego, probably more in tune with his humanity than anyone, identifies with the living breathing creatures of the earth, of whom are all under his domain, sorta.

The plot was mixed, with a lot of sex and travel, working odd jobs and doing the most abstract of things. The only thing that kept me remotely on track with the dialects changing every page was their cars they either drove or stole, since their names changed over time, whether it was because they had a new car or not wasn't told, but one could assume they're living forever and the cars change with them. It's a story almost about the timelessness of love without property or boundaries, class or conflicts, getting in the way. They have nothing but each other and want it to remain that way forever and never. They intend to outlast the world, always sixteen, whether anyone cares to believe them or even let them be married over time, because the world knows, and they know, too.

It's got an interesting sound, so that was good enough.