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Dreamstate fascist state.
“It’s a shame that the people who live here haven’t been able to hold such marvelous things in their hearts and minds, but that’s just the way it is on this island. Things go on disappearing, one by one. It won’t be long now,” she added. “You’ll see for yourself. Something will disappear from your life.”
A Japanese island where, every now and then, something is lost. You wake up in the morning and you feel the chill that another thing has disappeared. Sometimes it takes a while to realise what it is. Perhaps it’s perfume, or emeralds. Perhaps it’s just a certain fruit, or a kind of candy. Whatever it is, it’s disappeared now, and you have to go outside and destroy all remaining units of the disappeared item. After which, you forget what it was. Everything about it is gone.
And if you dare to remember the mandated forgotten things, the Memory Police come for you, jackbooted and more brutal by the day.
It’s a fantasy dystopia, dealing almost entirely in metaphor. Don’t look for the mechanism of how the disappearances happen. It’s not there. The book is about people’s acceptance of and culpability in even the most surreal apocalyptic scenarios. This feeling is known to anyone who’s watched TRIUMPH OF THE WILL and imagined themselves into the places of people seeing giant Swastika flags unrolled to cover the entire front sides of tall office buildings. It’s not real-looking, it’s not real, and yet, here is is, the fabric of the world just changed, it’s here and persuasive and all-pervading and armed — what do you do?
This is a really miserable book. But it’s pretty:
And though I wouldn’t have been able to recount much of what R told me, it didn’t bother me in the least. Much as I had done as a girl during those secret times with my mother in the basement studio, I was content now to simply listen innocently to everything he said—like a child with the hem of her skirt spread, waiting to receive God’s chocolate from heaven.
It’s long, and it’s slow, and it’s creeping, and it’s miserable, and it has a very specific point that it works into your heart like the point of a knife.
I’m going to be buried in PROJECT GENEVA today and tomorrow, and then trying to take Friday and the weekend for work-thinking time, as I still have a future to figure out. Inbox 13 right now. All responses will be slow, as I need to keep my head in the various moving parts of GENEVA for as long as possible. Oh hey the post just showed up AND IT’S A BOX
So much for my “just going to sit here and think about work future and new ideas.” A bunch of stuff happened that I had to attend to immediately, and which will take up the next couple of days. Today looked like:
HEAVEN’S FOREST notes received/processed
HEAVEN’S FOREST design materials processed
zero draft of PROJECT GENEVA overview bible circulated
added 500 words to zero draft
logline for GENEVA module rewritten/circulated
GENEVA overall update circulated
GENEVA module outline received/processed/annotated (partial)
many emails written
And probably some other stuff. We are closing at Inbox 6 and probably a lot of missed messages. Had Eliane Radigue on loop all day. G’night.
Have to log this one before I forget it. A plug-in emulator for the Webtoon/Tapas style vertical scroll webcomic strip form – Toocheke. Ever wanted to make a mobile-first digital comic without wanting to be in the Webtoon/Tapas ecology? Prefer self-hosted? Prefer to be able to edit your own presentation and theme? This would seem to be the way to do it. Pay the premium (which, yes, is an eye-watering USD $79) and you can hook in Patreon and WooCommerce and get a panel-by-panel swipe navigation, but it seems to me that the free plug-in is good enough for experimentation and most use cases. It just occurred to me over the weekend that a Webtoon emulator may be exactly what some people are looking for. I’d try that out in a second.
Here is an old photo from The Before Times. Spent yesterday resting, zoning out, watching much of the Finnish crime show BORDERTOWN, with a wonderfully clever and eccentric lead performance by Ville Virtanen, and staring at notebooks and the boards. Still kind of hazy and tapped out. Today and tomorrow are thinking days, so I will just pop up here every now and then when I rise and surface from the inside of my head. Inbox 2.