#shit i write about

[stochasticlife]

Musing and other vain pursuits

Apparently I'm writing two novels, at the same time.

They are vastly different too. I may focus on one over the other, using the stand-by project as a change of pace from the primary one.

Rotational writing if you will.

I was working a novel that was a twist on the guy meets girl, in a very confusing way.

Now however, I've started working on a another project that's a meditation and celebration of life through the perspective of dying. 

I think I'm going to work on the latter for now.

[stochasticlife]

The indignity of divinity

He stood there silently, looking at the barren landscape around him. Perplexed by the immensity of it, and the absurd nature of the rules that governed this once familiar but terribly alien land.

With remarkable non-description the dog sat there, looking at the horizon. It was as if every fiber of his animal being, his very dogness, was offended by his role in all of this.  He stole a quiet quick glance with an alacrity that stumbled and faltered long enough for James to catch him. His brown eyes immediately broke and returned to the horizon.

He hated this, and he mutely protested this entire ridiculous situation.

To the core his being, he absolutely deplored being a god, however minor.

[zero-violence]