Doug Noon, on the blog “Borderland” speaks of his writing as being“trapped by compulsive reasonableness” – and I know what he means.
Sometimes, when the madness takes me and I would like to tell you, again, about the dead bodies in the pond in my backyard I think, “That’s not reasonable.” It may not even be true … although it depends who’s asking. Problem is, some of the best stuff probably gets stuck in my head because of the reasonable-censor.
I mean, for sure, my most excellent stuff is sitting trapped. If I only was comfortable with more fucking swearing and the occasional good-god-damn the stream of bon mots would flow. Endlessly.
You know, like now.
I’ve set up this elaborate contraption designed to trick myself into writing unreasonable things without the reasonable-censor noticing. It uses 14 feet of copper tubing – which I stole from the house next door. It’s under construction and, until yesterday, they thought “lock-up” was complete if they hammered some plywood into the hole that will one day be the front door. My builder-neighbour and his henchmen can get in. So can I.
My neighbour's house under construction. Note the plywood in place of a door. PS. Better this pic than the pond, if y'know what I mean.
Okay, so 14 feet of copper tubing, a tube of liquid flea prevention poison (one dose), and an alarming amount of chocolate – some of which I ate, which explains why I vaguely sense that some of this may be nonsense. The recipe called for 14 family size Lindt dark chocolate bars – and, if you wish to contribute to the cause of creating a less reasonable blog post, please feel free to replace the eaten chocolate bars, or send other food or drink that might enhance creativity. Leave a quick message describing amounts and I’ll send you a mailing address. Remember, all food & drink that is being sent by mail must be sealed.
