Impetus. A half glimpsed shadow in ivy. My own.
I am resurrecting Testcut as a long term, ongoing hashtag novel concept.* Tweeted with no emendation at 4HFlute, then collected on the fb Testcut page. A book's worth of fractured sentences that will somehow fit together at the end. This is all very Bolano 'Antwerp,' I know.*
Here is the latest wild batch:
24.10 - Her actual words did not cut deepest. He was laughing and each snort went in like a wound.
24.9 - I rolled through the alphabet on my way to her number. Remembered I had rubbed it out.
24.8 The mystery was not what had brought him so far beyond. It was what he was going to do in this beyond place.
24.7 I am out. I am in. It doesn't really matter because I am dead. Soft-sole crocodile shoes....
24.6 It was another summer, but this one, unlike the last two, was without Hermione.
24.5 I do solemly swear that you are fucked. But, I welcome the chance to watch you run...
24.4 - He muttered under his breath a lot. It was his way of not speaking.
24.3 One after another, they filed out. There was something presumptive in their telegenic rage.
24.2 I made it intentionally so. It was so you could see me.
24.1 - One more dip then I depart. Unless you pull the lever.
Here is the latest wild batch:
24.10 - Her actual words did not cut deepest. He was laughing and each snort went in like a wound.
24.9 - I rolled through the alphabet on my way to her number. Remembered I had rubbed it out.
24.8 The mystery was not what had brought him so far beyond. It was what he was going to do in this beyond place.
24.7 I am out. I am in. It doesn't really matter because I am dead. Soft-sole crocodile shoes....
24.6 It was another summer, but this one, unlike the last two, was without Hermione.
24.5 I do solemly swear that you are fucked. But, I welcome the chance to watch you run...
24.4 - He muttered under his breath a lot. It was his way of not speaking.
24.3 One after another, they filed out. There was something presumptive in their telegenic rage.
24.2 I made it intentionally so. It was so you could see me.
24.1 - One more dip then I depart. Unless you pull the lever.
Bet this back cover would embarrass him though.
* The real concept was that these sentences could be viewed as part of a 3-D interactive map flow of a literary work coming together. In this fabric, there would be literally thousands of versions of the plot to choose from and no "finished" version. Scholars could compare minute changes, flicking their arms like an arniss fighter in fast-forward, reverse mode. Word arrangements would flicker and glow. At one exact configuration of words, among 12.3 million possible, a universal truth would be shown.
The next step will be to do this with a group of writers, with no identifying marks beyond mercurial hashtag.
#testcut @amwriting #endurancewriter #AriPark
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The next step will be to do this with a group of writers, with no identifying marks beyond mercurial hashtag.
#testcut @amwriting #endurancewriter #AriPark
SEO Alert - Damon Shulenberger aka "shit endures"
The half made man.
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