Sunday, April 6, 2025

Wayward Fashion Sense

I finished my c.65,000 word novel The Wayward Monster Girl on April 2, 2025. I started reading it on April 4th and finished it on April 6th. It proved better than I thought it was while writing it.

The story is a surreal adventure about a little girl who becomes a monster… yet remains a little girl. She kills people. Most of her victims are other children, little girls conscripted by the villains. She drinks blood… and likes it.

I wrote what was supposed to be a short story for the collection Stories of a Weird World. The setting is the Weird World universe, a dreamlike version of our world. The story became its own book. It was written for no other reason than to give an illustration context.

Since childhood, my favorite thing to imagine is the easy killing of clueless guards. These victims are usually armed and uniformed foot soldiers of villainy. Though the Imperial Stormtroopers of Star Wars are my very favorite in the mainstream, I generally prefer women in alluring costumes.

The Wayward Sentry Girl is the foot soldier of villainy of Weird World. She is not a woman, however. In her universe, most people are either children or elderly. She is a child. She is barefoot. Her uniform is a sleeveless white shirt and skimpy red bottoms. A blue “W” is on the breast of the shirt.

I wondered what the type would look like if I reversed the color scheme. I turned the white black, the red green and the blue orange. I liked what I saw… though not better than the original scheme. I made it the uniform of “elite” troops to explain why it is in use but by fewer girls.

Thursday, April 3, 2025

Strangely True

Our dreams are weird, as is our favorite fiction. The strangeness is strangely normal. The nonsense makes sense in context.

The very best non-fiction is actually fiction. It is legends and propaganda taken seriously. Uninspiring reality is dramatized into wonderful stories. We are inspired by what is imagined, even if we are horrified by it. Dreams, even as nightmares, are wonderful.

Truth is what it is, not what we believe or imagine. The best fiction is true. Its realism grounds it. Its weirdness expands our consciousness. The story is a dream we experience while awake. We see reality play out in a fantasy. Everything is summarized and clarified as symbols and scenarios.

Jesus taught in parables! He told the truth as a storyteller.

There is nothing weirder ever written than the Book of Ezekiel and the Book of Revelation.

Fantasy. Science fiction. These are weirdness as genres. They are The Chronicles of Narnia and The Lord of the Rings and Star Trek and Star Wars and The Cthulhu Mythos and Alien. They are the classics, quite literally, as Classical Mythology.

I write fiction. It is weird. The stories are fantasies as truth. They are waking dreams I give to everyone to dream. As of now, they languish in obscurity… as did the Arkham Cycle written by H.P. Lovecraft. It will be a success to fail as he did.

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