Randomness to Begin a Blog: Driving through the seedier sides of a city, one might find a string of strip clubs with big signs that promise "LIVE NUDE WOMEN" inside. I always wondered where the DEAD NUDE WOMEN were kept. I mean, the establishment makes it very clear that these are LIVE women, not DEAD ones, and it makes me wonder who is thinking about all of the necrophiliacs out there? They have needs, too. And what about the LIVE NUDE MEN? Or DEAD NUDE MEN? I'm just trying to spread some of the joy around a bit. Is that so wrong?
Another Random Bit: If you are at a brasserie on a Paris street corner having a glass of wine with some French friends and someone calls for a toast, do they call that a French Toast? If so, where's the maple syrup?
One Final, Random Piece: You've heard of "whole wheat," right? Have you ever heard of "half-wheat?" "Partial-wheat?" "Mostly-wheat?" What about "I Can't Believe It's Not Wheat?" I stay awake thinking about these things.
Okay. Enough silliness.
You might be wondering to yourself, why a blog? Well, I often ask that of myself after wondering who invented the word "blog?" I decided to write this blog to get out some of my creativity onto the internets. I have tons of stuff to say, some funny, some shocking, some innocent, some guilty, and I swear, you won't believe the stuff that rattles around inside my head. It might cause eczema after reading it, if not treated carefully.
I named the blog "Alternate Unrealities" because "alternate reality" describes a kind of story where our real world is changed slightly to make the story different from a regular story. For example, New York City being overrun by ghosts in "Ghostbusters," a space-alien, documentation bureaucracy in "Men In Black," or a world where most women are infertile, and those few who are able to have children become slaves, in "A Handmaid's Tale." All of these are good examples of alternate reality stories.
So, I started thinking about alternate unrealities. An "unreality" is the quality or state of being unreal, and if you think about it, nothing is more unreal than reading the words in a book, which conjures images in your mind of characters situations, and settings. Fiction is the ultimate unreality, and I wanted to discuss a little of that.
Also, I have a strange sense of humor about the world, so that will come out on this page, as well.
Read it with an eye toward the absurd. Unreality is only a mouse click away.
And on we go.
Glad you are doing this. I'm looking forward to the absurdity.
ReplyDeleteThanks. Took me a moment to know who you were. Then, like a GENIUS, I followed the link to your own blog. (I'm a quick one, aren't I?)
ReplyDeleteI have your book in my Nook (rhyming bastard, I am,) but I have to finish a book about death and destruction in WWII before I can read yours. Soon. Soon.